Tomorrow is International Women’s Day so I thought it would be as good as time as any to look at what it means to me to be a woman.

It also happens to be the centenary of the event which is pretty remarkable really, but how much has really changed since the day was first founded?

I would say I am pretty lucky. I have a goodish job, I have people I love around me most of the time, I’m financially secure and have all the basics such as water, food and electricity. But would I have more if I were a man?

In my office alone the highest earners are men. I could say this is because they are the most qualified but this just isn’t true. Men time and time again have more opportunities to succeed. You can’ t deny or escape this fact.

The main thing in my eyes that holds women back in the work place is pregnancy. I want to have children but I know only too well that at that stage in my life my career will have to be on hold, maybe not entirely but certainly to an extent. Women have children, they always will but still after however many years it has been that women have been allowed in the work place, it seems the necessary measures to ensure their career doesn’t take a back seat just haven’t been put in place. It’s not enough what we are offered at the moment. I still hear stories on a regular basis of women who have been discriminated against in the workplace because they have chosen to have children. Shouldn’t their partners who make this choice with them also suffer? Or better still, no one should suffer because of the most natural thing on earth – child birth.

But that’s not my problem right now. My problem is that I am still referred to as a copy girl. I am not a fucking copy girl, I am a copy writer. And don’t even pretend for one second that you think I am girl because I’ve seen you staring at my boobs, yes my womanly bosom.

My problem is that every day I listen to my girlfriends talk about how they have been treated by men. He takes them for a date, says he enjoyed it and then ignores her. They sleep together and he ignores her afterwards. He says he isn’t ready to commit ( fuck off , she only asked you to come round). He says she is being needy. All the while she meticulously follows those silly rules that society has set for us. Don’t text back straight away, don’t sleep with him on the first date, don’t introduce him to your parents too quickly, don’t call him when he doesn’t call you and the list goes on. Why does this happen? I know my friends and I aren’t all angels but I keep getting the feeling that somewhere along the line men have figured out that they always have the upper hand and they act like that.

We might all be sexually liberated but is this a sign that we are equal to men? I don’t think so, do you? It means we are copying the behaviour of men without taking on the other aspects of it, which they are allowed to enjoy.

To mark tomorrow, the artist Sam Taylor Wood (I won’t go into my huge dislike of her right now) has made a short film with Daniel Craig to highlight the reality of being a woman. It makes me slightly sad that they seem to think that the only way to get people to stop and listen is to use a man dressing up as woman. Oooo the hunky James Bond in drag. Give a shit. Anyway take a look and see what you think.