Anyway, I’m sure Jane Austen, Susan B Antony, Condoleezza Rice, the Brontes, María Callas, Barbara Castle, Coco Chanel, Simone De Beauvoir, Amelia Earhart, Elizabeth I, Margot Fonteyn, Greta Garbo, Debbie Harry, Lauren Hutton, Helen Keller, Katherine Mansfield, Theresa May, Angela Merkel, Helen Mirren, Margaret Mitchell, Mo Mowlam, Haruki Murakami, Iris Murdoch, Stevie Nicks, Florence Nightingale, Georgia O’Keefe, Joyce Carroll Oates, Rosa Parks, Dolly Parton, Dorothy Parker, Anna Pavlova, Beatrix Potter, Janet Reno, Ginger Rogers, Marilyn Monroe, Patricia Routledge, Lionel Shirver, Dodds Smith, Gloria Steinem, Gertrude Stein, Mae West, Eiriene White, Edith Wharton and Virginia Woolf would all be incredibly interested to hear how empty, meaningless and joyless their lives were/are because they’re not changing shitty nappies or wiping up sick at soft play on a rainy Tuesday afternoon.
People will remember them long after your kids have stuck you in a home.