On Saturday, I wrote about festive timewarps (and how I slipped into one) for the Daily Telegraph newspaper. Am I alone in thinking:
Until December, I like to think our household tasks gets divided up fairly equally. But suddenly, come Christmas, my husband of 12 years and I seem to revert to some kind of 1950s stereotypes of ourselves. I take on… well, everything, while he appears to be auditioning for a role in the Mad Men movie.
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