Is buying a secondhand car after nine months of contemplation akin to becoming a father or a lover?
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Is buying a secondhand car after nine months of contemplation akin to becoming a father or a lover?
You cut, trim, mulch, fertilise, spray, dig, weed, rake and tidy up for half your weekend. The other half you keep looking at what still needs doing as the futility of mid-life gardening grows deep within.
Marriage and fatherhood bring out the best in some. But for many it’s an unbearable weight, and so they leave.Why is this?
Could pregnancy outside the womb save women the pain of labour and herald in a new level of gender equality?
