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!

@MyrtleLion's alter ego?

Oh, well deduced, Fuzzy!

He looks like Parsley the Lion!

Woley made a Parsley.

Goodness. I just popped out the loos (there was a huge queue in the ladies’) and seem to have missed a few rounds and a load of the gossip.

What have I missed - and is it my round?

Music and movement, a lost microwave, short trousers and dancing in your pants.

Ah, must catch up. Not sure I can wear shorts/short trousers this summer. Lost 6.5stone recently and although feel much better for it, there is a little bit of a war with gravity and crepey skin going on in the thigh department.

But I may try dancing in my pants when no-one is watching… or is it dance like no-one is [actually] watching?

Amazing weightloss Lurky- well done!

Delivery driver! So hardly surprising he went to the gerbils entrance.

Thanks - DD’s dramas coinciding with lockdown, my own 2m bout of covid and the fucking menopause was brutal. One day I was a curvy size 14 with no greys, and then a I woke up 4-5st heavier/size 20+ and shopping in the ooh-comfy-one-size-fits-all garden centre ranges aimed at ladies of a certain age. 🤣

Another of those sentences that only make sense at the Bluestocking!
It's as if we have a team of gerbils with typewriters trying to produce the Complete Works of Shakespeare and every now and then they throw out sentences like
Woley made a Parsley.
and
Who's the extra green lion who has nicked Swashy's cutlasses?
and
Either that bowser is very small, or those gerbils are very large.

Nothing to do with me!

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Changing for PE in primary was just a matter of putting pli…. er, word that must not be named …daps on.
The first year or two of secondary, indoor PE (divided by sex, fortunately) was aertex top and navy knickers. Skirt allowed if you were ‘on’. So you knew whether the other girls had ‘started’ or not. Bizarre. On one bad day the gym was unavailable and they sent us outside to do netball in knickers.

Well, it’s been confirmed. Millie the microwave is having a sleepover with the other delayed appliances she’s met en route. Due tomorrow. We’ll see…

Same - can’t look at airtex or blue comfy pants without remembering the days those lessons we’re sprung on us, as a surprise, to check we were in the regulation knickers under our uniforms!

Changing for PE in primary was just a matter of putting pli…. er, word that must not be named …daps on.

I've seen a user name referring to that. Why can't we say that word?

Because of a weird troll, any posts which use the p word are automatically deleted. It seems like an extreme solution, afaik it’s still in force.

We didn’t have to wear them under our uniforms, we just put them on over our normal undies for gym.

😂😂😂I was catching up on the thread and saw the pic, and thought, Ah, that is me - too-short trousers (not my nice new jeans) and my slippers as well.

I have NO idea how Swashy's AI knew about my slippers.

I've just done a monstrously long but very productive Zoom committee meeting. Luckily DH popped in with extra wine.

We used to do gym in gym knickers, and wore the same knickers under our divided skirts so the boys couldn't see our actual knickers.

I didn’t realise we couldn’t use the p word for what my friend from Bristol used to call daps. You have saved me from deletion.

We wore special double-gusseted pants in the school’s own shade of blue for PE at secondary school, but I don’t remember wearing them over anything else. When outside we had matching short PE skirts, which we’d embroidered our initials on. Fortunately we could wear those at any time and our periods didn’t need to be disclosed, unless it was a swimming term.

In a great tranch of wonderful posts since I last looked, this one is so tantalising. I can't believe that people are writing academic tomes alongside peer reviewed articles and eminent people discussing the history of fairies. I'd really love to read that book! But I suspect that it would be really expensive, because yesterday I was looking up some other mumsnet related information from Cambridge University Press and in order to read the material I needed to pay £93. So I didn't.

I went to a mixed sex primary school where we had to do country dancing. I found it mortifying that the girls had to wear the navy knickers and the boys were allowed to wear shorts! Why couldn't we wear shorts?

Thank you for the information about the P word. I've always seen it as quite innocuous before.

Would we be deleted for referring to the P line on a ship?

When dd started her infant school the girls had thick maroon knickers but a year or two later they were allowed shorts too - I think one mum simply got some for her DD and the school sensibly accepted a fait accompli and changed their uniform spec. That was ~20 years ago.