Pah

I find it extraordinary to read on-line today that (in this day and age!) a woman worries that she is emasculating her partner by being capable of chopping wood and fixing bits & bobs around the house.

That's ridiculous, surely? How could someone's sense of self be so fragile as to be threatened by another human being capable of tackling the same task?

I positively enjoy things like chopping wood and heavier types of gardening. I loathe fiddly bits and don't have the patience for them usually. Should I pretend to be incapable of things I'm perfectly capable of and faff about doing the things I detest to preserve some idiotic social convention?