Stereotypes, manners and division of labour

So here’s the thing. I’ve always considered myself a feminist. I have never thought of myself as less, or more deserving, than anyone because of what’s in my knickers or a  few genes. My husband is very similar. He was horrified at being called a sexist pig by a very well known feminist writer when he opened a door for her when she spoke at his college. Truth is, he’d open the door for anyone as would I. It’s good manners. But despite my beliefs, I have found myself doing something very peculiar. Several of my friends have commented that they do the same and it’s caused them quite an alarm. They’ve been horrified by the words leaving their lips,…

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