This image is courtesy of the very excellent Scaryduck.
I quite like the idea of being a big screen action hero. I think it suits me. The likeness above is uncanny, what with the swagger, the steely glare, and the man bag.
Anyway, I am off to Cardiff for a long weekend as it is Superstars time again. I will be back next week with tales of victory. Probably.
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Hahahaha! That’s made my morning!
What do you carry in your man bag? I’m torn between my recognition that such a thing would be phenomenally useful and my irrational peer pressure induced fear that it is not a manly thing to have about one’s person. As the years have passed the amount of stuff I’ve got to lug about with seems to increase exponentially. At a minimum these days I usually need pocket space for car keys, wallet, mobile phone and my reading glasses. Oh how I long for the days when all I had to carry was a bus pass and enough cash to get drunk on.
It was OK when the kids were little because I could always tuck stuff in their nappy bag or in the bottom of the push chair but at 18 and 14 they refuse to sit in a stroller nowadays, they’re hopeless at carrying stuff as well.
Mind you Jack Bauer carried a man bag in 24 (which must have held about ten thousand rounds of ammo) and no has ever accused him of being unmanly.
I take a manbag to work with me, not only is handy for all the things you mention Keef, it’s a bit cooler than a lunchbox! However, when I’m out and about, that’s what my wife is for! I reckon her handbag has more of my stuff in it than hers!
A lunchbox is only uncool if it’s not well filled, Mark.
My son was telling me only the other day how useful a manbag is for carrying stuff. “I can take my chequebook and everything in it”. In addition to my surprise that anyone under 50 carries a chequebook around these days, he was saying something that every woman has always known.
Touche, Z, touche! I can’t argue with that!
So plenty of room for the odd bit of string, conker (at the right time of year), sweeties, gum (urgh), comic (or similar), bottle of water/beer, scrap of paper with tel no on, brolly, spare fishing hook (!), A-Z………….
I could go on forever……boys will always remain boys!
I believe the correct term is Murse.
I am not jealous…I am not jealous…
Depressingly impressive old bean.
Mind the sheep….
I have seen that guy on a wanted poster! Are you telling us that’s YOU?
It’s not good to go giving me Photoshopping ideas. I can be so, so cruel.