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For the past week, steered by a small bunch of female friends, I experienced the thoughts, anxieties and simple daily tasks of a 21st-century woman. For one week, I lived as I imagined a woman might.

I worried about cellulite, obsessed about finding the right partner and thought constantly about my biological clock. In my mission, I journeyed into the darker side of the female psyche.

I won't wear dresses but I will ring my mother every day, buy flowers, read my horoscope, pluck my eyebrows and browse the chick-lit section of the bookshop - all things deemed necessary by my panel of female advisors.

Most frightening for me is the revelation that I will have to attempt to multi-task. That's right. I, a mere male, will try to do two things at once.

I have seen inside women's handbags and, for authenticity, filled mine with the following items: a hairbrush, old receipts, an umbrella, several pens that don't work, loose change, fluff, and a spare pair of pants.