Julie Jay: Boys are an enigma to me, so how can I be expected to raise good ones?

Members of the opposite sex are still a complete and utter enigma to me, so it is ironic that I, of all people, should be charged with raising two of them

Even now, as a woman in my 40s with a bit of life experience and a few years of being outnumbered by men in my own home under my belt, I don’t get the opposite sex in the slightest.

LATELY, I have been pondering how hilarious it is that I, of all people, have been charged with raising two boys, given that I have been totally unable to decipher what is going on with the opposite sex ever since I was subjected to WWF by my brother on repeat as a youngster.

I was never one of those girls who were popular with the opposite sex or who even got on particularly well with them. For all the talk of women being an enigma, for me, much like the rules of any card game beyond Snap, men are an eternal mystery. Because of this, parenting boys is just that little bit more mind-boggling for those of us who had few previous dealings with our hairier counterparts.