I was sitting with a group of female friends last week, musing what secrets older women keep from younger ones.
Younger women are always asking older women for advice, and we always want to give it. Because most advice for young women is unpleasant hectoring about the state of their vaginas, or how silly they are to like any of the things they like, and we wish to be more positive about their astonishing power, potential and goodness.
We tell them that the best thing to do – when you feel that you are lost in the sea of life – is to pick the thing you love to do most and use that as a star to steer by. That you must not tolerate