Sadly as my life regresses backwards for various reasons, having my own man-cave type room has never seemed so far away . Recently, as I reflect on how I ended up with no permanent address at the moment, I’ve also been thinking about the things I’d like to have if I did have my own house with enough space for a man-cave (*for the benefit of or female users, please replace man-cave with lady-lounge if you wish!!)
My dad has an old Wurlitzer jukebox which he’s already said I can have once I’ve got the space
I’d like a female mannequin who’d wear all my running medals around her neck
I’d get some enlarged pictures on the wall of the flyers from the first few raves I went to, but printed in a sepia effect
What would you have, or have you got in your man-cave?
Is this the thread where you get self-confessed left wingers to admit that they are essentially vile little consumerists?
Count me in!
I think one of my favourite mancave items is a beer fridge that came my way after a recent divorce. I have two man-caves really; a dirty one that I’m allowed to smoke in (also known as the garage) or the clean one upstairs.
I specifically mentioned a female option as I knew you’d complain if I just referred to man-cave, but even then, you still managed complain about it. [sigh]… Jeeeeez Lou you’re hard work!!! Let me know what you’d like the female version of a man-cave to be called and I’ll amend the original post accordingly.
Hallo Fritzl, I mean Fatso. If sir is going to develop this fine attraction, do you think you can do it without making us accessories to the fact? I mean, I already fear an Esther Rantzen type interview where I sheepishly admit, that yes, we all knew about Fatso all along. But it was just Sotonians gossip!