Reading Kevin Child’s book, Men on Women, creates the irresistible temptation to answer on behalf of the women. I can imagine them offering the following kind of replies to their sons and lovers:

Mrs. Lurie: Morris was one of those babies who go rigid every time you pick them up for a cuddle. I felt inadequate so I scrubbed the floors. Unconditional love he wants! Who doesn’t?

Sonia McMahon, Margaret Whitlam and Tamie Fraser: We’ll charge you royalties, Phillip Adams, if you tell that story again.