Knowing that if one was to stretch out the intestines of HUMANS and they'd cover a tennis court (a whole tennis court!), leads me to believe that — as omnivores — dogs probably have yards of their own innards in which to nurture all those smells ha ha!

My dog doesn't even make a noise. He just relaxes, 'smiles' happily, and lets rip with a silent-but-deadly that would make an onion scream. Clears rooms, he does. Yowsers.

Must have been all those hormones. Y'know ... the female kind. ;)

So who was the clever clogs who announced that middle class parents are all 'convinced' that their children will be worse off than them?

"Children that age do not understand the consequences of their statements and their actions."

I work two days at the office; three days at home. I generally get through my at-home work in half a day, so as long as I'm available by phone/email ... it's like working a two-and-a-half day week. (Sorry, boss. Sorry, work. You know it's the truth though).

You write very well. Thank you for spending so much time elucidating on the subject. I'm going to have to go away and have a long hard thing about all of this, but again: I really appreciate the effort, and it's certainly given me a great deal upon which to dwell. PS. I never went as far as you — sounds like you went…

Just after Claire goes downtown and Jamie says he thought his heart was going to burst ... this happens:

Which schools taught this? Seriously. I went to school in the UK in the 70s/80s, and we not only received a thorough tutelage in the homosexual themes in many Classics works, but the concept of incest was explored and discussed at length as well. And I went to an all-girls private school by the way. Our Classics tutor…

Great! Tell Lisasaur! :)

I honestly think the fact they hadn't tried it was more due to their situation rather than any general ickiness. I know Claire mentions 'the smell' in the book, but they would have gotten around to it, surely, had their marriage been given the time/care it deserved (without war etc getting in the way).

I swear — there's been so much chat about this on the net that I had to check — I went back to the 'source' and re-read that whole section.

Ha ha! I've eaten that, I'm sure. Neeps? Bleargh. Tatties though ... bring'em on! :)

I'm sure you're right. That said, the phrasing made me uncomfortable. Just my opinion though.

You don't have a problem with that line? Perhaps I am overreacting. But I would have hoped that newly-funded research with female subjects could, y'know, be first and foremost about helping women, rather than the end game being improving the medical outcome for men.

So "imagine if we knew more," Clayton said, "and could take lessons learned from the female brain to help men and boys recover faster."

Some people just can't take a compliment. Sad.

Oh, mine went grey in his twenties. The silver fox look rocks! I'm afraid that's where the similarity with the advertisement dudes ends, sadly. ;)

When my husband grows up, I want him to look like one of these. He's 58.

Must be an acquired taste. Six-year-old me wore this hair ribbon. Nine-year-old me had all her hair chopped off to avoid ribbons forever. ;)