Volunteering to do dishes, making lemon curd and watching Glee have all, in the last few days, been used as evidence as to my declining manliness. Today I plan to do some DIY, growl at some children and high-five a binman to redress the balance.
But what really makes a man a man, or a woman or a woman? What makes a man a gent or a woman a lady? Do these things really matter?