EASTGATE CLOCK, CHESTER

It's with great trepidation that I launch into this. I dithered, ducked, dived, and dodged, but it has to be done. Men need a cave. There, I've said it! In one fell swoop I've alienated half of the readers.

I don't know why men need a cave—they just do. Now, we can all rail against the concept or accept and understand it. Just let us get on with our caving. For some reason, men seem able to completely differentiate home and work. When they're at home, they're at home, and when they're at work, they're at work (could it be because they manage to slither out of most …