@MaudesMum
Does anyone remember those days when (as a single woman) pubs felt a bit scary? And does anyone else feel a bit like that again? I've not got anyone else to go to the pub with this weekend (single and nearby friends are more risk averse than me), but would love a lunchtime drink.
However, going through what sounds like quite a complicated process in order to get a drink, is really putting me off. And, in a world of table service and limited numbers, would anyone even want me taking up an entire table??
You go to the pub! In fact I think we all absolutely insist that you do!

Lots of women go out for drinks or food for all sorts of reasons, work
everyone doing their head in at home, on the way home from the gym,
everyone doing their head in at home, just because they want to!
Because everyone is doing their head in at home 
I think it's like The Fear of the gym when we assume everyone will look at us and judge - and people actually don't, they're too busy worrying exactly the same as we are! Good god, if I saw you alone absolutely all I would feel is complete jealousy
Re the harassment of DDs, if they are feeling particularly brave my DDs will take photos of their number plates for car harassment or if it's someone on the street one DD says back "you do realise I am twelve don't you?" Most of the time DDs just try and ignore as they're too intimidated especially when it's groups of men. It fucking ENRAGES me, especially when my DD gave up C25k because of it. (Failing at being a feminist I thought of suggesting DH follow or be nearby to come to her if someone harasses her, as he puts the fear of god into people just from the way he looks let alone if he "calls someone out" (favoured MN expression!). He isn't an aggressive person at all, he's lovely but people judge on appearances don't they
. I would follow her at a distance and call people out myself but I'm not intimidating in the least sadly - you would think the hair would be
but no one seems scared of it, elderly ladies love to talk to me about it 
Well that little rant has distracted me from what I came on to post (apart from to reply to you Maude!) which was what the fuck is wrong with people. I'm seriously getting really really pissed off with normally healthy, fit and well people acting like they will die the moment someone breathes on them and that they will definitely sadly die (in ICU leaving young children usually) in the extremely unlikely case of them catching CV. It's fucking needless drama and they don't know what they're fucking talking about - it's really quite insulting to people who know that (again in the extremely unlikely) event of catching CV (or lots of other everyday stuff!) they actually will be at much higher risk and the government have helpfully already told them to do an Advance Care Plan and hide in your wardrobe for four months. Lots of us know that anything involving lungs and we are fucked anyway. if you're fit and well and healthy why can't you appreciate it?!
I'm really having to bite my tongue A LOT. Why can't people get any sense of perspective or proportion about this?