Not so long ago, I spent four years chronicling my family life for the NZ Herald website, revealing the shenanigans of the children, the buffoonery of their mother (me), and the well-intentioned missteps of their father.
One day, having emptied the think tank of all ideas, I asked my husband to write a "guest post" - a piece about what it really feels like to be a modern father, grappling not only with parenting the loin fruit, but also navigating the minefield that is the modern heterosexual marriage.
My husband made a start. He mentally masticated the issue. And he wrote. Then, after much toil, he deleted it all, telling me he couldn't do it, because the essentially female readership would flay him alive for exposing the real thoughts of the male mind.
Did my dear husband suffer from "gender issue laryngitis"? It's a complaint that is endemic in society, according to those modern oracles of social science - advertisers. Can the modern man not speak his mind without every second woman accusing him of being an "arrogant bastard"? According to advertising agency M&C Saatchi Australia, the answer to that is an emphatic "no".