What is it about masculine men showing the world an occasional soft part of themselves that gets the oestrogen pumping in women of a certain age?
Photographs of my favourite redneck zombie killer Norman Reedus feeding a motherless baby have circulated the globe and a collective "ahhhhhhhh" has rung out from women everywhere, who wish he was
"their daddy-to be!"
Nature or nurture?
Perhaps we are all still just animalsand that macho protector is still order of the day?