Gender-biased language

This morning, on Radio 4, Libby Purves was interviewing a travelling performer who is studying at Oxford University. She repeatedly referred to the woman as a ‘showman’ or one of the ‘showmen’. Throughout history, people – men and women – have been referred to as ‘men’ or ‘man’. Using this gender-biased language affects our perception

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Running

It’s time for a few home truths. I go running every morning except for Sunday. Being completely uncompetitive means I’m yet to sign up for a Marathon. I have no desire to try and beat anyone to the finish line. Some people pretend they do it for personal satisfaction. Yeah – whatever. Why not just

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Awakening

I became visible and you remained you. Wild flower garlands bound our hearts and locked each of our souls in a time-stopping moment. Bubbles popped in firelight so bright it burnt our fingertips and sent shivers down our tingling spines. Like vines we were tangled – not mangled – but mentally merged and committed and

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Dancing Fingertips

Sticky apple fingertips awkwardly caress the soft-lining of your taut skin. Faltering and making jagged traces while you patiently await the transcending tactual pleasure gleaned from skin on skin. Akin to nothing. The sensation derived from simple touch. Fingers locked in cages or four legs crossed instead of two. With you it’s effortless – it’s

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Forgiveness

I’ve been dreaming of forgiveness and your prominent face emerges I decide to face the urges to regain a sense of calm. But whilst we stand and smile sweetly it seems to me it’s just pretence because we’ll never be able to forget the two sides of the fence that we were standing on each

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Glastonbury

My eyes were sore but they still saw shimmering silvery glistening movers and shakers awake at dusk and still dancing at dawn. There’s a yawn – it’s ignored – can’t afford to grow tired: they’re wired and waif-like and wandering free. by Annie Ridout

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