The Bluestocking Arms Women's Pub, where women make friends with Beetles, Androids, Cakes, Dragons, Hedgehogs and other women, where wit and wisdom flourish

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Here at the Bluestocking there's a place for all women. A break from Reality, and many laughs and stories to share. Have your fill of Tunnocks bars and tea cakes, sing feminist anthems, drink as much beer or gin or hot chocolate as you desire. It won't make you fatter or drunken but oh, it's fun. Sit in the garden with our Lion resident or the Quokkas and Capybara. Express your opinions loudly in Pedantry Corner. Ask for whatever you fancy to be served by our obliging Gerbil staff. Come in, all women, welcome!

Sentences like that - ones you thought you would never think let alone type - are a bit of a speciality on the Bluestocking thread, aren't they?

I often point them out, but you got there first with your
Either that bowser is very small, or those gerbils are very large.😂

That is a fantastic thread! Thank you very much @Boiledbeetle

Ohhh @MyrtleLion - that sounds like utter shite for you. I just hope that the NHS gets its act together, and that you get the help that you need. In the meantime, come and join me in the comfy chairs for a good old grumble about bodies that let us down (both our own and Official Government ones).

I am currently busy making a list of all the different salad-type meals we can have this year (I know - I live such an exciting life). I'm hoping that we will get a summer this year, and we will eat lots of salads, which will be good for my waistline (more of an equator, if I am honest). I said the same thing around this time last year, and we had the worst summer for ages, so I am hoping I'm not putting the kibosh on this year's weather by doing the same thing.

I used to hate salad, as a kid, but I think that was because they were so boring - some not-very-nice lettuce, a slice or two of tomato, some cucumber and a radish or two. Now there is a much better range of stuff in the shops, and I love salad now.

I realise this has little or nothing to do with the current flow of conversation - just think of me as the aged relative in the corner, muttering on about random stuff, and just say 'yes dear' every now and then, and I'll be happy!

@Boiledbeetle

’Tis true, though. I don’t know any Dave’s younger than 50. Several friends have DHs called Dave and my FiL is a David (Dave to his model railway and ex golfing mates). Am now thinking I need to incorporate a 50+ Dave into my novel as an homage…

Am also thinking I must add a scene centring gravy. I love the stuff and usually douse my Xmas lunch with at least half a pint of the stuff (necessitating my own personal gravy jug). Beef with red wine, lamb with mint, turkey with cranberry and port… ooh yum!

Boily is in the garden. Hence the other kind of beetle towing the gravy bowser.

Thank you everyone. I'm still feeling very vulnerable and the walrus is trying really hard to be supportive but feels he's getting it wrong. He's not, it's just that I feel even more vulnerable when he's being lovely and I need to be on my own for a bit. I'll be fine and it is getting better x

That's a really perceptive point about feeling more vulnerable when someone is lovely to you, it's good that you understand that about yourself, and if DH understands that too, that would be extra good

I think lionesses sometimes need to go away from the pride and lie down in long grass and lick their wounds and get their lioness-ness back, and you do that dear Myrtle, until you feel like this again

You know those random ads that pop up at the side of the screen beside MN?

I'm wondering what made them think that I might be interested in a

I-7540D Intelligent CAN Bus to Ethernet Gateway

A snip at £249.99!

The only thing I can think is that the word 'Dave' appeared in a recent post and the algorithm thought ey up, there's a Dave on there, he'll be wanting one of those I-7540D Intelligent CAN Bus to Ethernet Gateways, won't he?😄

We have a pair of rooks in the garden! Never seen them before. They are enormous!

Making tits of themselves at the feeder, I see

I got a ‘retro inspired Roadster’ ad… I fricking hate motorbikes. No idea what my browsing history has done to bring that on my timeline!

I went to Stonehenge (Ston 'enge) and was talking to a volunteer. He was lovely. He'd reached an accommodation with some of the local rooks. They would land on his arm and he would feed them. I was much envious. The robins at RSPB Conwy are very confident. They will take food from your hands. RSPB Ynys Hir too. One landed on my hand there and searched my fingers for edibles, rather than the usual grab and fly off. A bird ringer once let me release a whitethroat. It was odd how the bird felt simultaneously muscular and fragile.

You should see the flapping of the jackdaws as they balance on the feeders. I swear they use more energy getting the birdseed than is actually in the bits they manage to forage.

We also had a robin visit earlier.

I’ve been visited this morning by a male pheasant, two male ducks and a robin in my garden. The robin hung around for quite a while, close to where I was standing.

Don’t know what it is with all the men popping in…

In the early days of email, when the advertising was very unsubtle, we [my colleagues and I] used to have fun writing things like 'Make a concrete proposal at the next departmental meeting' in our emails just for the fun of seeing all the ads for concrete and concrete mixers that would turn up within minutes!

I'd keep the door to your toilet firmly closed if I were you, it sounds like they're planning something...😮

Thanks for the tip @MarieDeGournay
Hopefully, I’ve sorted it..

Those cats are HUGE! I wouldn't get in their way myself, even though I'm a pretty tall moose 😳

raises a tentative hand to the door, and pauses
gentle chatter is floating through the crack under the door
knocks firmly, more decisive now

Hello? I heard this was a good place to drop by for a drink. Are you open?

Open to all natal females, @BabyOrca - it is a wonderful, supportive and often hilarious place.
The gerbil bar staff are efficient and helpful.

You might even find some Tunnocks teacakes lying around if Boily hasn't nabbed them all...

Lovely to have a @BabyOrca

They are also bloody loud! Caw CAW CAW CAW CAW. Baby rooks sound just as untuneful as adult rooks, only smaller.

I heard a buzzard earlier, but I couldn't see it. I was on hold and stood there on the lawn scanning the sky with my bloody mobile pressed to my ear.

Edited to remove random *s

The gerbils make a cracking G&T it seems. I hope you don't mind the hip flask, it's just a little valerian tincture: I'm the sort that used to get locked up for hysteria.

Hello @BabyOrca. Nice to see you!