Watching women in daggy footy shorts run around during the inaugural season of the AFL women’s league required very little getting used to. In just a few months it’s become so normal that I’m embarrassed to explain to my daughters, aged 8 and 11, why the league hasn’t been around since, like, forever. But, because I am such an amazingly progressive, switched-on, feminist dad, I asked them what we should fix next. What other “mostly men stuff” in our world should be “men and women stuff”? This is what they told me.