The Bluestocking - Best Pub on the Internet

[EdithStourton]

Welcome to the Bluestocking women's pub. Excellent (if sometimes wilful) gerbil bar staff, varied cocktails, splendid cakes, cracking Sunday roasts...

Voted Best Pub for the umpteenth thread running, join us for conversation about tractors, units of measurement, films, wildlife, and even, sometimes, women's rights.

Just keep Glenda off the gin.

Any men, you can trot along to the Staunch Ally just up the road.

We moved from Penistone to Linthwaite, but that was in the ‘50s. On the map Holmfirth is between them.

Longley Farm cottage cheese is my top favourite, but quite difficult to get where we are now.

That AI picture of Fuzzy reminds me of Leanne (sp?) standing in front of protestors & looking so cool. I can't find it. Anyone know where to see it again?

I lived in Holmfirth. Lovely place ruined by "Last of the Summer Wine". Bah!

Oddly, we can get Longley Farm cottage cheese at Morrisons down here in the SW. Hurrah!

I like do my tiger stripes @CoutingCrones . I'm quite tempted to keep them. Or maybe just as partywear?

And occasionally to roar the NHS into submission

I’m sceptical about the feasibility of a steak and ale pithivier. Would it hold enough of the lovely gravy?

I've lost the thread of the thread again (if you see what I mean). You go out for the day and it has moved on by four whole pages!

Bad luck @FuzzyPuffling with the hospital - or rather poor administration on their part. Will be keeping my fingers crossed for you and Mr Fuzzy tomorrow.

This sounds like an excerpt from What's My Line.

"I am the woman who stirs the cottage cheese at Longley Farm"

Powerful words Harriet.

I've went to do the week's shopping with fella. When I came back eldest sprog had made an apple cake (my favourite) for me. I don't think anyone has ever baked a cake for me before.

Awww.

Harriet always has exactly the right words for every occasion😁

Day 72 in The Boiledbeetle house...

Puffin pj's.

I've just discovered the existence of a fish called, I kid you not, the sarcastic fringehead. Just look at what it can do

https://youtube.com/shorts/-1y_xfzOvh0?si=Iq8ym0CRQkwpbSHb

I do not want to see any of these at the Bluestocking. I'm puzzled about the 'sarcastic' in their common name. Perhaps to divers it seemed as though they were going 'Yeah! Right!'.

Close relation to the Ironic Mullet?

I remember trying to trace a family member's birth record, and it being really hard to find, and then I discovered that, while I'd always assumed he was James and just went by Jim, but no, he was actually christened Jim. I think the vicar must have been having a Casual Friday.

Of course in adult life he converted to Mormonism, so while he's Jim to the CofE, all his Latter-day Saint records call him James. They probably made him wear a suit too.

Harriet has indeed a way with words, she always finds le mot juste😄
As the weather has turned nippy again, she's wearing her Xmas red and white woolly hat which has nothing at all to do with you-know-what so it's perfectly all right for her to wear it all year round.
[Newcomers - there was a heart-rending scene when somebody told Harriet the Husky Rat that she looked silly wearing a Christmas hat long after Christmas - you can imagine that little face crumpled up with disappointment, the little lips
quivering - it was too much for us to bear, so we told her it was of course fine for her to wear her 'red and white woolly hat' any time she wanted to]

The unexpected apple-cake incident is very sweet, very mom-and-apple-pie, Cake

Thank you xx

I've been seeing a therapist every Friday morning for nearly two years when I first encountered difficulties at work.

So I've processed a lot of what's gone on. This morning we worked out I hadn't had a break for over a week. Job applications, helping DSD with her PIP application, some consulting work on Monday, interview prep and interview on Tuesday, committee meeting and catch up with a charity I volunteer for on Wednesday, and dinner with my BFF, then the delayed train. So on Thursday my "quick call to accept the offer" and all the stress when it wasn't that simple, came after more than a week of stress.

And of course this came with more activity and walking than I'd done in weeks. So that was a stress on top.

You've all been so lovely and it's really helped xx

That does sound very full on. I hope you do get to chill out a little this weekend ❤️ 💐 🍷

About to head up to bed for an early night in preparation for a very long day tomorrow. We'll be making a 165 mile round trip on rural Welsh roads between darkest Mid-Wales and the outskirts of Swansea for my cataract op. Thankfully I don't have to be there until 1.15, so no crack of dawn departure, unlike my first op some years ago in Aberystwyth (a mere 80 mile round trip) when I had to be there by 8am! I'm really not an early morning person nowadays...

See you (better)when it's all over. x

there was a heart-rending scene when somebody told Harriet the Husky Rat that she looked silly wearing a Christmas hat long after Christmas
It was probably Gillian. She too has a way with words, but not like Harriet.

She told Gerlinde to 'naff off' this afternoon when reprimanded for sitting on the kitchen worktop making boats out of foil. Gerlinde was straight onto Google Translate, but Gillian said it was a perfectly fine thing to say as everyone knew that Princess Anne said it. And then she hopped off the worktop, scattering little foil boats left and right, and went for a walk up Peak Woo.

Grünhilde and Gerlinde have been muttering to each other all evening. According to Gosie, who sounded quite pleased about the prospect, they're considering offering Gillian to Android for her lab.

Good luck for the cataract op, @NotAtMyAge
And for the epic round trip. I have some experience of rural Welsh roads, and they're not quick.

Good luck @NotAtMyAge

Good luck tomorrow NotAtMyAge!
You'll see us much better and with less of a yellowish tinge

They look more like penguins. My son has an almost identical pair.
Well done

They do, don't they? Puffguins?
I like the thought of your son and our Boily having, 'by some divine arithmetic', matching pyjamas😃