Badley Fuckitt Welcomes Careful Drivers

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That's where I want to live right now. Home of the Bluestocking pub and the Shady Pines, the favoured retirement home of gin-swilling, cantankerous elderly gender crit feminists. It's like that village in the Dales which dodged the bubonic plague and is a haven from PoMo fuckwittery. Anyone else in?

I’m planning a summer sabbatical to BF, spending my time making really explicit clay Sheila Na Gigs and cross stitching rude phrases to sell to the discerning visitors

After the week we’ve had, I think I’ve earned it

I don't think we'll have any problem with visitors. Pam. Remember we have sharp stick patrols and possibly a moat.

I could bring my sewing machine and retro fit really big pockets into our summer dresses?

I’m well up for that tea. A summer of faintly subversive handicrafts is just what the doctor ordered

I’ve booked my train tickets and I’ve pinched my mum’s puppy. He’s not well behaved at all but he is cute and gives lovely cuddles, will that be all right? He’s also good at cleaning the floor so as long as you’ve got low-ish standards he prevents the need for hoovering. I’m also bringing elderflower fizz (dangerously alcoholic, natch) and as much wine as I can fit in my largest suitcase. I’m available for subversive crafts and more than happy for a natter in the swimming area of the river.

Could I rest my saggy boobs and lardy arse for a few days?

I'll offer tea, cake and listening ears to anyone in need of a first response emergency off-load.

Someone mentioned on another thread that we were all in need of a well-pulled pint, not to mention a blast of the patriarchy busting canon and a friendly bleat from the Bluestocking's resident goat.

So here it is, a bump for what appears to be the most recent Bluestocking thread.

Mine's a single malt whisky, please (Lagavullin if you have it, but that's quite hard to come by these days...)

I’m still in Putain Sur Mer, twinned with Badley Fuckett. Where we can come to learn the Gallic shrug from our talented cousins who sometimes lead the way in Just Not Giving A Fuck About Men.

I’m raising a pastis to you from across La Manche mes amis

Good resurrection! We need some light relief.

After today, I'm need of a brandy.

Pulls up a chair and raises a glass - cheers Fermat & Bernard. I'd forgotten how well resourced Badley Fuckitt was - so many skilled resourceful women.

Cheers Lang

"Putain sur Mer" - brilliant. Just the right twin town.

Can we also have a German twin town? I'm thinking a spa in the mountains, Bad Ficken.

Evening all! Badley Fuckitt is not a Bluestocking thread and I don’t wish to undermine trade at the Bluestocking. However, I love the idea of a twinning arrangement with Putain sur Mer and Bad Ficken. Perhaps our Aussie, Canadian and Kiwi sisters also have towns they’d like to twin with Badley Fuckitt.

Oh thank goodness.
Is it possible to have a holiday in Badley Fuckitt or do I have to move there? A naice hotel would be good but failing that a field I can pitch a tent in would do. I need some respite from the insanity and also from the screaming teenagers having a party across the road, how dare they have fun.
Also does anyone have seriously immodest quantities of chocolate?

Also does anyone have seriously immodest quantities of chocolate?

The village’s resident hoarder ‘Bags Barb’ has a well stocked Andersen shelter at the bottom of her garden (she started it during the 80s after reading Raymond Briggs’ When the Wind Blows but says she’s keeping it topped up for the coming Brexit apocalypse). She’s very warm hearted and generous. I’m sure she could sort you out, though it might be more vintage Marathon bars than Hotel Chocolat.

Excellent, I have expensive tastes in some things but chocolate is not one of them. What's a snickers anyway!

Can I come too and bring my horse? I could also do some HCP work in the Badley Fuckitt Health centre? 😁

Of course you can bring your horse.

Please can you start a pile of its manure rotting down for the many gardens of the village?

Apocalyptic
Yes we definitely need an HCP now and again, of course, nobody works full time here.
Unless they want to.

You might be over seeing the supply of HRT.
The women here that need it, will be especially grateful.

As the GC word is getting out, Badley Fuckitt is a lovely place to relax.

We can talk about what we like, no woman gets blocked in BF.

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I assumed the Bluestocking was in Bradley fuckett. I must be lost...

Manderleyagain
It's been a while

Checking in from Stateside in New Fuckitt.

We have lovely Federal architecture here, and our local is the Abigail Adams, where we sip small-batch bourbon and make artisanal letterpress copies of our namesake's famous letter to her husband (a future American President, much good that it did her):

...and by the way in the new Code of Laws which I suppose it will be necessary for you to make I desire you would Remember the Ladies, and be more generous and favourable to them than your ancestors. Do not put such unlimited power into the hands of the Husbands. Remember all Men would be tyrants if they could. If perticular care and attention is not paid to the Laidies we are determined to foment a Rebelion, and will not hold ourselves bound by any Laws in which we have no voice, or Representation.

I assumed the Bluestocking was in Bradley fuckett

That's what it says on the entrance notice.
The bluestocking has been very quiet of late. I'm not sure if it's empty or people are just drinking in silence.

The donkeys probably wouldn't mind the horse sharing their paddock btw.

Oh yeah. I did mention the Bluestocking in my OP. As you were.

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