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It’s been a big year for spiders . The dry warm weather has seen back garden plants festooned with the kind of elaborate webs you just can’t build if it’s raining every two hours, as one would normally expect from a British summer. There have been plenty for the spiders to eat too, as flies proliferate on picnic rubbish. I am writing this under the watchful eye – or should that be eyes? – of a house spider as big as a mouse, which has set up home in a corner of the kitchen ceiling that can only be reached by standing on top of the fridge. Since I’m not due a visit from Mum or my sister, the spider can stay. I’ll call her Charlotte.
Spiders don’t bother me, but for around 45 per cent of Brits the idea of sharing kitchen space with an arachnid is the stuff of nightmares. Fear of spiders is Britain’s number one phobia , with a third of sufferers saying it affects their day to day life. It affects travel plans – better forget Australia. It causes anxiety and sleeplessness. It even causes embarrassment, such as that suffered by all three grown adults (including a prison officer) living in the house next door to my childhood home, who were trapped on the first floor by a spider sitting halfway up the stairs. They had to scream for my dad to come and rescue them.
But joking aside, there are very real reasons to be afraid of spiders. While in the UK we don’t generally have to worry about spiders that could kill us, we do have local species that can deliver a nasty bite. Britain’s most poisonous spider is the false widow (so called because it looks like its deadly cousin, the black widow). Google “false widow” and you’ll find a whole host of horror stories, like that of poor Jordan Rassas, who had to spend nine days in hospital after one bit him on the elbow while he was sleeping. Or Essex decorator Ricki Whitmore, who almost lost a leg when he was bitten by a spider from a nest he found while helping to renovate a school. When you hear their stories and see the pictures of their suppurating sores it seems to make more sense to give our eight-legged friends a wide berth.
Indeed, it’s been suggested that spider and snake phobias (ophidiophobia) could be innate. Having lived alongside spiders and snakes that might seriously harm or even kill us for millions of years, human beings have evolved to be hardwired to avoid them. In 2017, neuroscientist Stefanie Hoehl and her team at the University of Vienna discovered that infants as young as six months old react differently when shown pictures of flowers or spiders. The spider pictures illicit more pupil dilation, representative of a stress response.
So the prospect of real danger explains our fear of spiders and snakes. The second most common phobia in the UK is actually fear of heights, or acrophobia, which also seems quite rational. Falling from a great height can be life limiting. But there are an awful lot of phobias that don’t have such an obvious genesis. What are you afraid of? A no-deal Brexit and Donald Trump? Obviously. But how about the feel of velvet? Or touching buttons?
Fear of buttons is a very real thing. It’s called koumpounophobia and it’s more common than you could possibly imagine. Steve Jobs was the phobia’s most high profile sufferer, hence his penchant for polo necks. You can’t die from buttons (unless you swallow one and it gets stuck in your windpipe, of course) so how does a phobia like that come about. Well, actually, fear of choking on a button might be the cause. Childhood trauma is usually the answer behind any unusual phobia. Maybe as a small child Jobs was terrified by an adult overstating the danger of buttons as a choking hazard. Whatever the reason, Jobs hated buttons of all kinds so much, he was moved to develop the touch screen.
How do you get over a life limiting phobia? Do you just have to spend the rest of your life wearing T shirts or should you go to Marks and Spencer with a trusted friend to spend a controlled hour stroking button-down shirts? Should you take the train or force yourself to fly? Should you avoid clown movies or star in one?
You Can't Ask Me That!Show all 67 1 /67You Can't Ask Me That! You Can't Ask Me That! Do you want to live forever? The French, it seems, are particularly good at living a long time. A baby born in France today has a one in two chance of hitting a century. Time to put cabernet sauvignon in the sippy cup? Alas, non.
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you want to live forever? But when it comes down to it, surprisingly few people would take the immortality option anyway. In Ireland, AA’s life insurance team found that less than 20 per cent of the people they surveyed would choose eternal life if offered the opportunity.
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You Can't Ask Me That! Are you single? Or is it just small talk again?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Is it your time of the month? When it comes to questions you should never ask if you value your life, then “Is it that time of the month?” directed at any woman of your acquaintance has to be right at the top
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You Can't Ask Me That! Is it your time of the month? Particularly if you’re in the middle of a disagreement with said woman and you’re asking the question on the basis of that terrible old stereotype that a woman on her period is not entirely in control of her emotions thanks to her “hormones”
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You Can't Ask Me That! Going anywhere nice? “Going anywhere nice this year?” was always the second question a hairdresser asked. Right after the classic “who did this cut then?”, delivered while examining your grown-out layers with a look of thinly veiled disgust. “Well, actually, Andrea, it was you...”
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You Can't Ask Me That! Going anywhere nice? Let’s get back to holidays. Quick. Much safer ground. It’s the sort of question you can ask anyone without causing a fight. Who doesn’t like talking about holidays? Holidays they’ve been on. Holidays they’re going on. Holidays they would like to go on if their lottery numbers came up. You can get at least three perms’ worth of conversation out of this single simple topic. At least you used to be able to. Holidays are no longer the guilt-free pleasure they used to be, you know.
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You Can't Ask Me That! Fancy a drink? Forget Dry January, October is now officially the month of abstinence. It started with Stoptober, which was aimed at helping people wanting to give up smoking. Then Stoptober’s backers, Macmillan Cancer Support, introduced Sober October, wherein participants commit to a month of not drinking to raise funds for the charity’s work.
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You Can't Ask Me That! Fancy a drink? I’m aware that there’s a world of difference between giving up alcohol for a month for reasons of vanity and trying to give up for good to save your life. If you’re regularly reaching for the bottle first thing in the morning, then you don’t need Sober October, you need to speak to your GP. There will be people reading this who think that giving up for a month is just posturing, virtue-signalling perhaps. More about looking good than being good. Ultimately pointless?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Who's getting the house? Getting shot of old rubbish is always a good idea, but simplifying your life should go way beyond throwing out CDs and making sure the kids never find Grandma’s bondage kit. Writing a will is the ultimate act of tidying up. However, it seems we’re more likely to spend time working out how to make our pants balance vertically in a drawer than thinking about how our joy-sparking stuff will be split when we’re gone. As of last year, it’s estimated that 60 per cent of British adults do not have a will, which means more than 30 million Brits are in danger of dying intestate. It’s fair to say it won’t matter much to them. But for the people left behind, it can be a serious headache
You Can't Ask Me That! Who's getting the house? Under the rules of intestacy in the UK, only spouses, civil partners and other close relatives can inherit, which means if you’re cohabiting without a will, you’re in danger of seeing (or not seeing, since you’ll be dead) all your worldly goods go to some distant cousin instead of the one you love. The most common reason people give for not having written a will is that they’re planning to do it later. But the fact that one in four people over the age of 55 doesn’t have one suggests that not all of those people waiting for the right time are going to get round to it. A further 20 per cent of those questioned by Prudential didn’t think they had enough assets to make writing a will worthhile. Some thought getting a will drawn up would be too expensive. It’s not. October is Free Wills Month, with charities such as Age UK, Diabetes UK and Guide Dogs offering supporters a chance to have a will written or revised completely free of charge
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You Can't Ask Me That! Is the glass half empty or half full? In these turbulent times, when the news is nearly always bad, it can seem as though to be optimistic is to be unrealistic. Better to look on the distinctly dark side and be prepared for all eventualities, right? Stockpile for Brexit and patch the holes in Grandma’s Anderson shelter. But that’s no way to live, is it? Always looking out for the next disaster, while missing the magic going on right under your nose?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Is the glass half empty or half full? In these turbulent times, when the news is nearly always bad, it can seem as though to be optimistic is to be unrealistic. Better to look on the distinctly dark side and be prepared for all eventualities, right? Stockpile for Brexit and patch the holes in Grandma’s Anderson shelter. But that’s no way to live, is it? Always looking out for the next disaster, while missing the magic going on right under your nose?
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You Can't Ask Me That! How are you? “How do you do?” How do you answer that one? Let’s assume you just met someone for the first time and they’ve offered you that question with a handshake. Quick. What should you say in return?
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You Can't Ask Me That! How are you? The correct answer to “How do you do?’ is, in fact, to say “How do you do?” right back. Confused? I know I was. But as Kate Fox writes in Watching The English, “’How do you do?’ is not a real question about health or wellbeing.”
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You Can't Ask Me That! Are you single? Every week Christine Manby tackles socially unacceptable questions, accompanied by Tom Ford illustrations
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You Can't Ask Me That! Are you single? Do they want to know if you’re unattached so they can ask you out on a date?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? At its peak, in 1999, the UK version of 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?' was watched by more than 19m people a week. The show’s format with its “lifelines”, “ask the audience” and “phone a friend” encouraged maximum audience participation and sparked lively debate. Who would be your friend on the end of the phone? Divorce rates trebled and families fell apart as people revealed that they thought all their loved ones were too thick to be trusted with the job
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You Can't Ask Me That! Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? Long before Millionaire hit our screens, the best way to get rich quick was with the Football Pools. In 1962 Keith Nicholson won £152,000 (the equivalent of more than £3m in today’s money) and his wife Viv promptly announced their plan to “spend, spend, spend”. The Nicholsons did exactly that but soon became an object lesson in how money can’t buy you happiness. After Keith was killed in an accident four years after the win, Viv was declared bankrupt. Her attempts to regain her wealth included recording a single called “Spend, spend, spend” and appearing in a Manchester strip club singing “Hey Big Spender”. She was fired when she refused to take her underwear off. She subsequently joined the Jehovah’s Witnesses and graced the cover of The Smiths’ single “Heaven knows I’m miserable now.”
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you have children? When it comes to talking about parenthood it seems there are several distinct categories of egregious question that are all too often asked. There are the intrusive questions you get before you have children. Then there are the intrusive questions you get while you’re pregnant. There are the intrusive questions you get after the baby is born. And finally the truly painful questions you get if, for whatever reason, you don’t end up having children at all
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you have children? Almost every human being on earth of reproductive age has been subject to the first category. “Do you have children?” is a classic ice-breaker. If there’s one thing people love to talk about it’s their kids, right? And most people have them, don’t they?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you have children? It takes more than having lucky sperm to be a dad and it takes more than giving birth to become a mother. If you’re not sure you’ve got what it takes, isn’t it better not to risk it? For everybody’s sake?
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You Can't Ask Me That! What are you afraid of? Around 45 per cent of Brits the idea of sharing kitchen space with an arachnid is the stuff of nightmares. Fear of spiders is Britain’s number one phobia, with a third of people who suffer saying it affects their day to day life. It affects travel plans – better forget Australia. It causes anxiety and sleeplessness. It even causes embarrassment.
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You Can't Ask Me That! What are you afraid of? How do you get over a life limiting phobia? Do you just have to spend the rest of your life wearing T shirts or should you go to Marks and Spencer with a trusted friend to spend a controlled hour stroking button-down shirts? Should you take the train or force yourself to fly? Should you avoid clown movies or star in one?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Have you had any work done? As long as there are Instagram celebrities such as Cara de la Hoyde and Emily Ratajkowski pushing such insane markers of beauty as the Toblerone Tunnel (aka the space at the top of your legs), there will be people whose harmony is perturbed by thoughts about their own comparative lack of perfection
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You Can't Ask Me That! Have you had any work done? Even if we all know the truth about Instagram filters and Photoshop, it can be difficult not to feel as if we should be doing something drastic to close (or rather open) that thigh gap
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You Can't Ask Me That! Have you had any work done? Dr Pitanguy, king of the butt lift, who died in 2016, understood that cosmetic surgery is never just about vanity. Perhaps Pitanguy said it best. “The most important thing is to have a good ego and then you don’t need an operation.” If only self-esteem came in syringes
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you prefer cats or dogs? Everyone has an opinion on it and there are those who will defend their opinion with violence. Or at least with a campaign of social media shaming that puts anyone who disagrees with them on a par with serial killers
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you prefer cats or dogs? Cats versus dogs is an emotional battle that divides people like no other
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you prefer cats or dogs? There’s no doubt that each animal has its place both in history and in modern society. The cat’s self-sufficiency makes it the perfect pet for someone who works long hours. Meanwhile dogs encourage us to improve our sedentary lifestyles. Both provide valuable companionship in an unfriendly world
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you really love me? Can true love can be found in an artificial environment?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Do you really love me? Does she really love him?’ Or does he really love her? How can we tell? And does it really matter?
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You Can't Ask Me That! What do you believe in? We’re not talking fairies, vampires and UFOs here. We’re talking religion. We’re talking politics. We’re talking all those things you should never bring up at the dinner table for fear of causing terrible offence
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You Can't Ask Me That! What do you believe in? In 2018, a woman’s right to control her own body continues to be eroded by the Trump presidency and it’s not just American women who are affected. One of Trump’s first acts as president was to sign off on a policy that withholds US global health funding for international organisations that “counsel, refer or provide safe and legal abortion services using other, non-US funding” (plannedparenthoodaction.org). The result? US-funded health providers in developing nations, can no longer afford to provide contraception, forcing women to endure unwanted pregnancies and dangerous abortions
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You Can't Ask Me That! Did you get my text? Is technology good or bad for us?
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You Can't Ask Me That! When’s it due? It’s a tricky question if you know for sure that your interlocutor is pregnant. If you don’t, it’s potentially disastrous
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You Can't Ask Me That! When’s it due? The number one most hated question reported by the pregnant women of my acquaintance is: can I touch your bump?
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You Can't Ask Me That! When’s it due? “I knew through the grapevine that a colleague I saw only occasionally was having a baby, so when I found myself standing next to her in the coffee queue at the ATM and we’d exhausted all the usual talk about holidays, I risked it. ‘When’s the baby due?’ I asked. She told me she’d had it a month before.” My friend did the only thing he could. He left the company and moved to the Philippines
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You Can't Ask Me That! Did you get my text? Is social media addiction fracturing any real sense of community?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Did you get my text? Will the robots that are already stealing our jobs take over altogether and turn us into meat-based slaves?
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You Can't Ask Me That! How do I look? Whatever you do, if you hesitate to respond, all is lost. Everyone knows that hesitation in answering this particular question really means, “You look like you just escaped naked from a serial killer’s cellar and grabbed a random selection of his clothes on your way out.”
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You Can't Ask Me That! How do I look? Yet if you’re not open about what you think when someone asks you how they look, aren’t you doing the other person a disservice? You may be wary of hurting their feelings but if you know they’re not looking their best, or are actively looking like a hot mess, aren’t you setting them up to be even more hurt by not saying so before someone else does?
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You Can't Ask Me That! How do I look? Don’t we ask questions in the hope of receiving an honest answer? Well, of course we’d all like to think we do. In reality, what we’re usually after is the real-life equivalent of an Instagram “like” for our banana yellow flares
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You Can't Ask Me That! Did you sleep well? It’s what we ask overnight guests at the breakfast table. It’s a morning variation on “how are you?” and as is the case with that tricky question, you’re only ever supposed to answer in the positive. “Yes, I did sleep well, thanks. Very comfy bed.” And yet for more and more of us, the opposite is true. We didn’t sleep well at all. We certainly didn’t sleep for long enough
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You Can't Ask Me That! Did you sleep well? There’s no doubt that modern life can make getting a good night’s rest difficult and for many of us it’s unlikely we’ll be able to change the way we live and work to accommodate significantly better sleeping habits anytime soon. But it’s definitely worth trying. From better powers of concentration to better sex, from increasing our chances of staving off disease, getting enough sleep changes everything
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You Can't Ask Me That! Will you marry me? It’s the question every woman on earth is waiting to hear. Apparently
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You Can't Ask Me That! Will you marry me? Is there anything worse than upstaging a bride with an impromptu engagement? I suppose there is something worse. Having the putative fiancee/fiance answer “no”. Fortunately for the asker, the chances are that he or she won’t. At least not right away
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You Can't Ask Me That! Will you marry me? Public proposals are an exhibitionist’s Insta dream but a nightmare to most sensible people, even if they don’t happen at somebody else’s wedding
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You Can't Ask Me That! Are we ever truly sorry? Does apologising comes naturally to Brits, or do we actually mean something else?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Are we ever truly sorry? When it comes to three little words that are difficult to say, “I love you” really doesn’t come close to being the most difficult phrase in the English language. One of the things we actually find hardest to say is “I’m sorry”
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You Can't Ask Me That! Are we ever truly sorry? Mark Zuckerberg took out full page ads in a number of British newspapers, to make his Cambridge Analytica scandal apology public, as well as, delivering an apology in person to Congress. There was an expression of regret: “It was my mistake, and I’m sorry.” But was Zuckerberg’s apology all that it seemed? Commentators on social media called it “hollow”. Annabelle Lukin, Associate professor of linguistics at Sydney’s Macquarie University, went further, and parsed those apologetic statements
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You Can't Ask Me That! Guilty or not guilty? Should it be up to a general public jury to decide a defendants’ fate?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Guilty or not guilty? The system of trial by a group of your peers may have come to the UK with the Vikings, who installed 12 hereditary “law men” in each of the British towns under their control
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You Can't Ask Me That! Guilty or not guilty? “Guilty or not guilty” is still a question we take seriously. And if we should ever be stuck in the dock, most of us would still want our peers to consider it on our behalf
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You Can't Ask Me That! How old are you? Discussing age with the under-10s is always appropriate. In fact, if you don’t ask, they will. When every passing year means a party where you get presents you actually want, rather than a scented candle from the White Company, birthdays hold no fear. There’s a real sense of achievement in “reaching double figures” at 10, in turning “sweet 16”, in getting your driving license at 17, in gaining the right to “forget” to vote a year later. And how about turning 21? “Key to the door”, as they used to say when a 21-year-old could actually buy a house. After that, it starts to get murky
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You Can't Ask Me That! How old are you? Once you’re out of early childhood, you’re told it’s rude to ask. Perhaps it’s because by the time you’ve left formal education, age is no longer just a number. Suddenly, it becomes a measure of how far you’ve come. Or not
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You Can't Ask Me That! What do you do? Why don’t people like being asked what they do?
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You Can't Ask Me That! What do you do? I have in the past told people I’m an unemployed stunt rider to circumvent those awkward conversations, so I do understand why “what do you do” can be a loaded question
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You Can't Ask Me That! What do you do? It’s not easy to make small talk with a stranger
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You Can't Ask Me That! What's your type? What’s your type? I mean of course what kind of person would you like to go to bed with? Now we’re no longer in the 1970s, it’s a question guaranteed to cause embarrassment if not outright offence because it implies the reduction of people to categories: age, race, size, gender, occupation, income bracket, looks good in wellies...
You Can't Ask Me That! What's your type? Thus most people, when asked if they have a type, would probably deny that they do. And yet most of us know someone who absolutely does have a type, don’t we?
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You Can't Ask Me That! What do you want for Chritmas? What do you want for Christmas? That’s a lovely question to be asked, isn’t it? Well, sometimes. If the person asking is a dashing billionaire who is so into the season of goodwill that they’ve got a special present wrapping room hidden somewhere on their yacht, it’s great. Especially if you fancy them like crazy and you don’t mind being beholden to them in all sorts of weird and wonderful ways. Then it’s “Pass me the Cartier catalogue, baby. I’ll underline all the things I like.”
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You Can't Ask Me That! What do you want for Chritmas? What do you want for Christmas? That’s a lovely question to be asked, isn’t it? Well, sometimes. If the person asking is a dashing billionaire who is so into the season of goodwill that they’ve got a special present wrapping room hidden somewhere on their yacht, it’s great. Especially if you fancy them like crazy and you don’t mind being beholden to them in all sorts of weird and wonderful ways. Then it’s “Pass me the Cartier catalogue, baby. I’ll underline all the things I like.”
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You Can't Ask Me That! Can I kiss you? There’s so much to dislike about Christmas: the expense, the enforced jollity, the dubious traditions. Mistletoe, I’m looking at you. Which of us hasn’t experienced that sinking feeling upon realising that all that lies between us and our escape from a terrible party is a doorway festooned with the stuff, beneath which stands someone we’d usually cross the road to avoid?
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You Can't Ask Me That! Can I kiss you? It’s been suggested that kissing under the mistletoe began with the Romans, who included the plant in their Saturnalian rituals, but like post-mortem photography and jewellery made from dead people’s hair, the tradition really took off under the Victorians.
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You Can't Ask Me That! What's your name? Becoming a parent involves a few basic responsibilities like feeding and clothing the child in your care and keeping their tiny fingers from the dog’s mouth or the gas fire. However, it seems to me there is one more parental responsibility that ought to be much higher on the list – giving your child a name they can live with. A name that they won’t spend the whole of their life having to spell out letter by letter, excuse or explain.
Illustrations by Tom Ford
You Can't Ask Me That! What's your name? Luckily governments all over the world agree. There are strict rules about what you can and can’t name a child in countries such as Sweden where “First names shall not be approved if they can cause offence or can be supposed to cause discomfort for the one using it, or names which for some obvious reason are not suitable as a first name”. Or Denmark, where parents have to choose a name from a pre-approved list of 7,000 monikers.
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Johnny Depp suffers from coulrophobia, which is a fear of clowns. He says: “It’s impossible, thanks to their painted on smiles, to distinguish if they are happy or if they are about to bite your face off.” Depp’s fear seems especially ironic for one who has made a career out of clown-like characters. His Willy Wonka and Mad Hatter are both at least as terrifying as the clown in Stephen King’s It .
On a personal level, I have two phobias that I would love to be able to control. But right now, I would rather let a tarantula walk over my face than be confronted by the trigger for the most frustrating of my phobias, which is queunliskanphobia – fear of spitting. I can’t bear it. It makes me ill. Last year I spent an afternoon at Shakespeare’s Globe rocking in horror through a production of The Taming of The Shrew that involved more gobbing than a Champion’s League final. I was too traumatised even to get up and walk out.
The fashion for garnishing just about every dish that comes out of a restaurant kitchen with some sort of foam has been a real problem for me. Why would you cover someone’s meal with something that looks like spit unless they’d already sent it back to the kitchen three times complaining it was too cold? I also suffer from chiclephobia, which is a fear of chewing gum. The smell of it, the thought of it, but especially the sound of people masticating away on it. That horrible wet smacking noise makes me sway like a Victorian spinster in need of smelling salts.
You won’t keep me trapped at the top of the stairs with an evil clown and three false widows, but chew gum with your mouth open before spitting it out in front of me and I will find it hard not to vomit (my apologies to anyone suffering from emetophobia). How I picked up my phobias, I do not know for sure, but if arachnophobia is keeping people from travelling to Australia, chiclephobia makes me long for Singapore, which banned the vile stuff in 1992. I’d move there like a shot. If it weren’t for the enormous snakes.
While I’ve been writing this, Charlotte the kitchen spider has added an extension to her web. She seems to have written something on it. Ah yes. She says: “Don’t forget to preface your feature on phobias with a warning for Hellenologophobics.” That’s people with a fear of Greek names for things, who may have been triggered by this column.
Christine Manby has written numerous novels including ‘The Worst Case Scenario Cookery Club’
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