So what started as an off-hand reply to someone else’s blog post, has turned into a three-part extravaganza on my own little patch of the internet.
I promise I will stop after this one; not necessarily because I have run out of things to say, but because one really must draw a line somewhere and, well, people are beginning to talk…
Ahem. So, without further carry-on, here is my last set of manly characteristics that do it for me.
Intelligence.
So, after last week’s post on man sexiness, I was thinking about the topic some more as I was watching Doctor Who (colour me geeky, I can handle it!) and I decided that this week would be all about Rory.
For those who don’t know Doctor Who, Rory is an average bloke, who gets caught up in the time-travelling, trouble-seeking shenanigans of the Doctor, because he is in love with (and later, married to) the Doctor’s friend and companion, Amy Pond.
Rory’s normal-ness is important here, because last week, although I was talking about smiles and focus and such, I did illustrate the post with pics of David Tennant and John Barrowman, which some might have thought was cheating (I’m looking at you, Kez), as they are easy on the eye. Arthur Darvill (who plays Rory) isn’t bad-looking, but nor is he stunningly handsome (sorry, Arthur, but the whole point of Rory is that he is normal).
But enough of the ordinary: onto the sexiness!
Today, the 25th of April in Australia we observe Anzac Day.
ANZAC stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps and is an acronym that has its origins in WWI. It is particularly associated, in our national memory, with the terrible loss of life at Gallipoli in 1915. (If you would like to read more of the history and the modern-day memorials beautifully maintained by the locals on the Gallipoli Peninsula, see this site.)
But Anzac day is an opportunity to remember and honour all the men and women who died in the service of their country. Those who will not learn the lessons of history are doomed to repeat them. We honour their memories, not to glorify war, but lest we forget.
The verse above, familiar to anyone who has ever been to an Anzac Day service, is taken from a poem called ‘For the Fallen’, which was written by an English poet, Laurence Binyon, in 1914. It was written for England’s lost soldiers, but I reproduce it after the cut in full, as some of the imagery is beautiful and the terrible loss of war is something all countries share.
Recently I was reading a blog post by the lovely Paula Roe, romance writer, on fellow romance writer’s Maggie Nash‘s blog about what is (and isn’t) sexy.
I commented and thought that was the end of it (famous last thoughts). But then I got to thinking and thought it would make a good blog post.
Then I got to thinking some more and thought it would make a blog series – it seems I have a lot of ideas about attractiveness! So, for what it’s worth, here’s my first set of musings on what makes a man attractive (at least, to me).
First up, I love a good smile.
Wine, Women & Wordplay 