I can't remember a time in which I wasn't obsessed with my appearance. There is a harsh, vindictive little critic who sits on my shoulder and breathes his bile into my ear incessantly... He tells me I'm grossly overweight, unattractive, and undesirable. He turns my head towards every reflective surface and excoriates every lump, bump, crease and curve, imagined or otherwise... I no longer feel I have any concept of what I actually look like.
In this modern day, society has been cultivated towards the productivity of the Internet and its many social media platforms. From Twitter, Facebook and YouTube with millions of people across the world accessing them on a daily basis it is no wonder that many are turning to the Internet to make new discoveries.
A brilliant young cook called Lucy, the daughter of the cookery writer Jane Lovett, turns out amazing dinners of grilled prawns, tuna nicoise (the finest I've had; from locally caught fish, seasoned hard and given the merest charring from the grill), lamb tagine, soft slices of pork in a tuna sauce and chicken with peppers and lime.
I am gay and I am Christian, and to most people, that's okay... But the problem I've faced is telling Christians. In theory this should be fine: you go on classic theology and teaching to "love your neighbour as yourself", feed the hungry, care for those in need. The list goes on. In reality there have been times where the teachings I've heard have felt like a condemnation.
The country's role in the international arena is now extending far beyond sporting and musical events. Most prominently, Azerbaijan currently chairs the Council of Europe, the continent's leading human rights organisation. In the words of President Aliyev, Azerbaijan is a young democracy but one that is on the way to "creating a better world for everyone to live in dignity and peace".
I think the majority of us want to see positive action against the 'glass ceiling' for women in the corporate world. It's about time sensible people ran our big corporations. However, we have an equally divisive 'glass floor' for men, which is not recognised, and yet it is causing just as much damage.