by Natalie Ritchie | Mar 26, 2018 |
One day as a 13-year-old girl, I remember gazing out of the back seat window as my mother drove us home from school. It was 1979. I was dreaming of my future career, and ticking off in my mind the occupations I might choose. Book publishing would be great, I thought,...
by Natalie Ritchie | Mar 19, 2018 |
All my adult life, I have lived like a man. Enough. As a girl back in the 1970s, strong women surrounded me. My mother, my grandmothers, my four aunts, my great-grandmother and my countless great-aunts were all uninfected by the feminist belief that they were failures...
