To prepare our daughters to cope in a disconcertingly male-dominated system is tantamount to accepting this system.
“Having fun in Phuket?” was being asked for someone who had been and returned three years earlier.
I have, without necessarily realising how and when, become unintelligible – a ‘not-quite’.
The resilience that I want for my daughter stands to be jeopardised by roles the society is likely to impose on her.
Perusing various lists was great fun, but often, they did not feature a single book by a non-British, non-white writer.
Applying for a PhD programme when my daughter was under six months old appeared to be a form of madness to most people.