WHAT is it about men and their music?
You have to drag me kicking and screaming to do any work around the house.
Doing laundry is as appealing to me as watching paint dry, but when it comes to my music collection I treat it as if I am a curator in a museum.
I’m actually looking forward to getting some time off so I can alphabetise my collection, just like I did with my DVDs.
No doubt Woman About Town will tell you I have got my priorities back to front.
It’s interesting that we men horde items like CDs and DVDs and call them collections.
On one level it’s terribly sad but on another it’s perfectly understandable. Men just don’t want to grow up.
I’ve had conversations with female friends who are mystified as to why conversations between men always descend to programmes we used to watch as children.
I didn’t even know I was doing it but soon realised she was right.
We all suffer from Peter Pan syndrome, growing up’s hard to do, but that doesn’t mean that women have to endorse a Captain Hook syndrome.
There’s a line in the movie Juno, where a character laments the fact the house is full of items that his wife has picked out, while he gets to keep his stuff in a box in the spare room.
It’s a feeling that is all too familiar for many men.
As Tom Baker once said in an episode of Doctor Who: “What’s the point of growing up if you can’t be a little childish sometimes?”