If I have any unresolved issues, any stupid, niggly things or people ruining my days, it’s like an empty bag of crisps in my head, that rustles every time I thinkHappy new year! It’s a time for introspection and reflection, for new beginnings, and for writers and publishers of self-help books to exploit us at our most vulnerable.Look, I’m not naive. The festive period has just finished. It’s reasonable to assume that most of us ate something when we weren’t that hungry, or bought something non-essential. I’m pretty sure my daughter didn’t need a WMF McEgg egg-cup-and-spoon set for Christmas, but the McEgg, which I presume is the egg’s surname, comes wearing a tiny hard hat (that keeps the egg warm), is holding a tiny hammer in one hand (to smash its own head in) and a tiny spoon in the other. Plus, as a Laurel and Hardy and Humpty Dumpty-loving Catholic, my daughter enjoys nothing more than violent slapstick and self-flagellating, humanised eggs. The makers of the McEgg cup and spoon set know this full well. Continue reading…
Source : theguardian.com
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