Feminist Pub 16: where the Bluestockings develop armoured stockings to deal with the thousand paper cuts

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Carry on.

Oooh, that does sound very earth-mother, Petula. I like to think that I weave a mean lentil, but lentil-weavery crafting is a fabulous whole new level and I am well impressed! And I had to look up what mordanting means.

For my part, I spent the day mostly in the car doing a 2-hours-each-way drive to look at a house that turned out to be a mouldy pile of shit. Oh well, onwards and upwards. At least we got to spend a couple of hours visiting awesome friends and had a very fruitful discussion with the letting agent.

Oh no, but at least it wasn't completely wasted. House-hunting is so wearing

I am the least earth-mother lentil-weavers type really! (Especially what with not being a mother of course!) But I knit a lot and my mother has sheep and alpacas so spinning/dyeing naturally extend from that in a way (I don't spin - mum does). I like learning about the material properties and chemistry that go into producing fibres and garments and colours

Yarn geekery! Fantastic!

Could this thread actually be real? The mind boggles.....

Hello! Internet is back!

But nothing to say ....

It's been deleted now annie so I guess it was a bit dodgy! What was the topic or do I not want to ask

Welcome back lordc!

Some man/troll posting that his wife had left him and taken the two kids, accused him of being abusive and was now living in a shelter. But "all" he had done was complain to her that the house was a tip, her personal hygiene was lacking, she was too disrespectful to him and she wasn't providing him with enough sex. Oh, and he didn't do any childcare because he found his DC "exasperating".

And the point of his post? To ask why his wife would call him abusive over these minor issues and how to get her to come home.

Needless to say, MN were less than kind in their responses! But good grief....

Things which have annoyed me today:

I went to renew my railcard. Apparently it is not possible for me to have one without using a title, despite me saying I prefer not to use one. I cannot see why they need me to use a title.

At the Courtauld Gallery, all the labels talking about vaginas, when they mean vulvas. Though to be fair, in a couple of them, they were nearly right.

The parents who thought it was a suitable exhibition to take their (I am guessing) 2 and 5 year old children there. Besides anything else, they were clearly bored, "can we go yet?" But I'm not sure that them being paintings makes them any less explicit, and I don't think they were suitable for young children. Even the ones which weren't depicting genitalia - well, that spine where all the vertebrae looked like they were bursting out of the back, I reckon that would have given me nightmares if I were a child. I found it disturbing enough in my 40s.

(Loved Peder Balke's landscapes at the National Gallery, though.)

More wine, Buffy! You obviously haven't been celebrating hard enough!

I need to use the canon for a moment.

Damned be the socks of patriarchy. Boom!

I hate the socks of patriarchy. Buying men's socks has changed my life

What what what? I understand about Pants of the Patriarchy, but socks? Apart from mine being prettier (and smaller, obs), my socks seem very much the same as DH's. But then I have proper tiny feminine feet, like a woman should!

I have bigger feet than DH.

Well then, it's your own fault for being so darned unfeminine!

I do wish they made proper baggy women's boxers though. Not just the ones that are like little shorts but which still ride right up my arse. I'd wear men's boxers but I don't fancy the opening and the buttons on the front.

Is that the 73 nearly but not quite identical black socks to be sorted, kickass?

DD1 will only wear boxers aka 'comfy pants '. Girl boxers tour. .Feminist in training!

Fucking autocorrect. Is though that confusing?

I do wish they made proper baggy women's boxers though.

What about cami knickers?

Or a nice pair of these.

girls socks don't have as much elastic at the top holding them up (or not). There's a scant 1/4 inch of elasticated rib, compared to a masculine inch or even two on men socks. So going for a walk means dd &and I have falling down socks, whereas DH doesn't. Thereby making us look all pathetic and ill prepared compared to manly DH striding ahead without socks crumpled up in his boots. DD and I told him though, so now he sympathises.

BOOM!

The elastic at the top of socks makes my ankles hurt. So I fold all my socks over. They never fall down though. (wonders if I'm betraying the Sisterhood by being perfectly happy with women's socks)

DD's father claims not to be able to tell her socks and mine apart. I'd think this was a clever ploy to get out of sorting the washing, but he does his own anyway, so the only effect is to make him look like a blind idiot. I'm adult size six, she's toddler size five, ffs.