Professor Gina Rippon, a neuroscientist, has written a book called The Gendered Brain. I’m currently very pre-occupied with what people believe about sex and gender, and my partner’s very interested in neuroscience so of course we went along to Rippon’s talk at Conway Hall.
A magic, hidden world just for you, just when you need it, what could go wrong?
Everyone’s angry and frightened. ‘Even the rich’, I said, the other day, ‘because the rich follow the money, and the money for once just isn’t giving clear instructions.’
I’d always longed to write a book like those I grew up with. However, the ripping yarns of yesteryear don’t always bear close examination against the more enlightened values of the 21st century.
There could have been some real politics tonight – it could have made a difference, but these amateurs missed an opportunity.
You know those good old fashioned battles, where one nob gathered his few scores of men on one hill and the other on the hill opposite. They squared up, they roared all the stirring songs, then someone shouted “Charge!”
The women of my CLP (Constituency Labour Party) had a very rocky road to this Women’s Conference.
United we stand? Well, yes. The motions and the speeches were a force for unity. They covered ground that I think all Labour women would agree on. I think most Labour men would, too – so those motions, obviously, unanimously passed were a foregone conclusion: