The Bluestocking is open for business

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I've scrolled back a few pages and I can't even find the last pub thread.

So I've taken the beer towels off the pumps, tapped a new barrel, polished the glasses, fed the goat and applied brasso to the patriarchy busting canon.

Come and join me - all tastes catered for - beer, gin, wine, cocktails, coffee and a nice cup of tea.

My post went from "Dr Paxillin" to "Mrs William Newman" for a bit after marriage*. Took several stern words with various people to make clear I haven't given up my last name, much less my first and am still "Dr" or "Ms", whichever they prefer.

*Not William or Newman

checking in - I'm a serial name changer though I've not been to the pub with you lot before.

QuentinSummers it's quite nice that your DH didn't mind being called "Dr Mrs" isn't is? I mean some men would be upset by that.

Form fuckittery is a PITA - determined to oppress at every level.

Pax ha yes, because a doctorate/MD is less of an achievement than catching a man!! 😂🙄
Obviously you'd stop using "dr" after marriage...

Yes, clearly the catch was my crowning achievement. It is quite generous I am allowed to use not just his last name, but also his first! Wonder what my friends will say if I insist on "William". They'd probably think I am having an identity crisis.

Hi - popping in for a cup of tea and some cake if there is any around.

And to share this by Helen Saxby notthenewsinbriefs.wordpress.com/2017/09/17/why-is-a-a-male-rapist-in-a-womans-prison/

Hello all, call me 'terf'. My pronouns are: go/fuck/yourself

I'll have a red wine

Hello!

I've not been here for ages! Hope everyone is well.

"Hello all, call me 'terf'. My pronouns are: go/fuck/yourself"

Help! Just escaped from Shady Pines. Managed to shin down the drain pipe and under the barbed wire. There is total lockdown. It’s chaos. Apparently none of the inmates are anywhere to be see...oh!

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Large brandy please.

"Vodka. Give me vodka. I've been on the front line this afternoon"

I've got an IV going Bert!!

And I may have eaten this over the course of the afternoon...

Hello all, call me 'terf'. My pronouns are: go/fuck/yourself

Very good.

There's a half eaten pannetone in my kitchen whispering to me right now. If I pull up a stool at the bar in The Bluestocking, the banter will drown it out?

What's good for dunking pannetone in? Baileys? Vin santo?

Oooh, something sweet. Madeira?

Good call. I'll keep a teaspoon handy to fish the soggy bits out.

Tiny malt please, or I'll be sleeping in these big leather armchairs.
2 part day: 1/2 listening to a super boss (who's ref I need m) explains how girls [sic] are doing just as well as blokes in the exact area where I point this out all the time 2/2 male librarian typed ms when I said ms, and I wasn't particularly clear because I had dropped everything and was calling out from under the table.

My pronouns are: go/fuck/yourself

Ditto! I need a nice single malt, shall I just get a bottle and pass it round? Peaty or non-peaty? Plus put whatever you bloody like in it, ice, lemon, sparkling mineral water or plain ole tap, whatever does it for you, and whatever it takes to enjoy the dram! (you might have to prise the bottle out of my warm flabby hand fairly soonish though, sooner if the hot flush starts.............)

Cheers me dears!

Nonibaloni, I've got it in. Might be looking for a bit of a sing-song soon, or I can start with my amusing limerick:

There was a young vampire called Mabel.............

I shall saunter up to the bar and pour myself a drink whilst everyone is distracted with the singing/limerick recital.

I'm over the "Dr Mrs" thing because today I got properly frottaged ...AT A WORK CONFERENCE .
I'm really angry. Was in a technical work related convo when some idiot rubbed his groin against my butt as he walked past, the apologised as if he hadn't had enough space.
I was totally gobsmacked, couldn't pick up my train of thought and also had been paying so much attention to the guy I was mid sentence with I didn't really clock who frottaged me. So I've spent all day feeling paranoid he might do it again.
I had forgotten how powerless it makes you feel. I wish I could have challenged him, but as he merged into the crowd I didn't really get a good view.
Ugh. I hate pervs.

...who considered herself not trans, but transabled...

Oh non peaty please, I'll have one more since you've offered .
Just had a bathroom revelation as well. I didn't understand why everyone was up in arms about gender neutral bathrooms. Did not occur it was ONLY gender neutral bathrooms. Total blind spot on my part. I swear I am an absolute bloody pedant about the use of words to say exactly what your mean. What a blooming wally.
Have the bottle back.

Here’s something to raise a glass to

Bodyform advert replaces blue liquid with red 'blood'

I've had one of those days, too. Anyone else found that #MeToo has majorly shown up which men they're connected with on social media have guilty consciences?

A gin martini would quite hit the spot.