Driven women don’t have to find excuses for their success

A FRIEND rang me the other day. Spitting teeth, she was, with fury. Reasonably famous, this friend, never mind in what sector of Irish life, but reasonably famous, writes Terry Prone. 

As a result of that reasonable fame, she had been contacted by a journalist in mainstream media, who wanted her to figure in a piece the journalist was writing about menopause.

She might, said the female journalist, even get my friend a free freezable pillow to try out, if my friend co-operated. For the hot flushes, you know yourself?