Feminist Pub XVIII, in which the Bluestocking greets the first signs of spring with a glass of something soothing

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Just starting this one as the last is nearly full

I'll knock that out tomorrow. It's my day off and everything.

You certainly can't call it neuro-bollocks.

All equation dealing with statistics look super-scary. I'm sure we can cut and paste some.

Day off here. At home with DH and DD but a lot of the day spent a) persuading DD that she really needs a nap b) cheerleading DH putting up the most amazing blackout blind (he's feeling insecure about a big birthday coming up and was complaining his legs hurt, well, if you climb a ladder 50 times in a day... they will) and c) doing effing Guiding paperwork plus chasing (and giving up on) fellow leader who was supposed to be doing vvvvv minor piece of paperwork to enable me to do the next step.

What a lovely day off. Oh and I went to the dentist.

I think I am now going to put some exciting labels on things going to the NCT sale. But I may also make biscuits. So it's not all bad. Book group this week and the baking is FAR more important than the book.

Oh and to keep it on topic I had some English wine with dinner, well, it was open.

neuro-bollocks

I spent my whole day waiting for two companies to call me to arrange interviews. In vain

neuro-bollocks seems a perfectly reasonable term to me

There's a great tweep/blogger called neurobiologist.

Rioja. Mildly celebrating DD getting her GCSE electronics coursework marked as 100%. Any gender stereotypers smoking outside the pub can stuff that in their pipes.

I taught some of our residents to mix up mcoktails the other week at work so I'm totally an expert! (We had mini umbrellas and everything). I'm sure we could slip in a bit of Vodka or something to brighten them up
*whips out shaker

FibonacciSeries - that is very annoying and frustrating. I hope you get many calls about many jobs tomorrow.

OK, thank you phone for censoring me.

I have no idea if there is or is not a blogger called neurobiologist but there IS a great blogger and Twitter user called neurobollocks.

Thanks, SeraOfelia. I know it is just a matter of people being really busy and trying to organise several senior folks' diaries, but waiting can make one go kookoo.

Well done to your dd errorl, my dd can't wait to start secondary school to study the sciences more. She has a Hot Wires set and absolutely loves creating all the various circuits.

Fibonacci, I hope you get lots of calls today.

I've calmed down a lot today, the main thing that's been niggling at me, at the weekend I was a 16th party for a close family member. he handed me his phone to show me a group convo with a girl from school, and some friends who were there at his party, and it was awful, the convo starts with her asking the people in the room to leave her alone, she hates going to school now because of a mistake she made, that she hasn't done anything wrong but feels ashamed to leave her home, she doesn't care what they think of her but please stop calling her names and telling everyone, then half a dozen people calling her a slag, or that if she's ashamed she shouldn't have done it, it being having sex with someone at a party the weekend before, the girl explains she was embarrassed enough at losing her virginity this way as she can't remember much of it, one if the last thing she remembers was being sick as she was so drunk! she just wants to forget it ever happened so can they leave her alone, then more slag comments from the others, I handed him his phone back and said "that's disgusting" they assumed I was talking about her, so I soon put them straight, I asked what treatment the boy who had sex with her was getting and they all looked confused, so I asked why it's ok for him to have sex at a party but not her, why isn't he being made to feel ashamed and lose friends and being bullied by people who are supposedly his friends, I left the room then as I could feel the looks from everyone, no one (adults included) backed me up and just looked uncomfortable, like they wanted me to stfu, I went to the bathroom and cried, I was so angry. I later pulled him aside and asked him to please stop calling her names, and asked the rest of them to leave her alone, talked about consent and that if she was so drunk she vomiting and falling over does he think she was in a state to consent, and this girl was his friend and how would he feel if a friend treat him that way, or his sister when she's older and he got where I was coming from but I'm not sure enough to make him change his opinion.

The girl has been in my mind ever since, I don't know her but I feel like I've failed her in a way, i can't explain it.

inicked - that girl's been failed all right but not by you.

That's a terrible story. My parents still talk fondly about my brother's rather long list of girlfriends but frown at my having had two live in boyfriends (not at the time, mind you ) before I married.

That's so awful, INicked. The poor girls was effectively raped by a classmate, everyone knows and understands this and yet it's her they've turned on. So messed up. At least they've had someone point out to them how wrong their thinking is. Hopefully some of what you said will filter through.

Do you know the school the girl goes to? Or the school the family member goes to if different? Would you feel up to contacting them?