The Bluestocking: To the moon and back gerbil style.

[Boiledbeetle]

Previous thread of chat and general madness below

https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/womens_rights/5506124-the-bluestocking-womens-pub-spring-is-sprunging-and-mns-name-generator-can-do-one

Women: from an orderly queue at the bar or take a seat and grab a passing gerbil.

Men: turn left at the end of the road, keep walking until you find the Staunch Ally.

Bar gerbil a full fat coke please and a packet of Scampi Fries please.

That can't have been easy, you must have wanted to talk about her and getting shut down at every turn must have been awful.

There does need to be something between all and nothing.

💐

I bet it has. It's 30 years since I went - the year before the handover.

It's the subliminal messages! They get you every time.

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The other thing that struck me about Gosie's adventures was that she is looking a bit like a rat in that image ... has the AI lost its touch? I mean she may be behaving like a rat, even though a very pretty and clever one, but the ears the ears ... I thought maybe she was going to go undercover again and use her ratty friend as an accomplice?

yum!

I don't know about Mrtyle and Gosie but I have a nightmare trying to ensure Maud remains Maud looking. If I regenerate more than a couple of times in one session the AI makes her lose all cohesion and she looks more like Roberta the rat.

Brilliant. How did you get into these languages?

We could give it a go!

Yes, let’s try it!

Gosie always looks so calm & contented.

Am jealous as hell.

Is Dr Badger or one of her staff available to provide a massage? I’ve got a sore hamstring after yesterday’s workout so I’m currently on my sofa in pyjamas (since it’s not as if I’m going out today) & a supportive bandage.

The lives of women on here often make me think that I’d like to read their autobiographies. Clearly there are some painful and traumatic elements which wouldn’t be easy to write (or read about), but I often think - how does this person know that, or how did she end up where she is. Some (all!) brave and resilient women in the Bluestocking.

I generally accept whatever ChatGPT give me, though its tales of Gosie's activities can be stylistically similar which I find grating and tiresome. Like the formula "This isn't x, it's adjective y".

ChatGPT has said, AI hasn’t lost its touch, it's drifted species under pressure.

What you’re seeing:

• Narrower snout + longer face → rat territory
• Ears set slightly higher and thinner → again, rat
• Overall proportions less rounded → gerbils are softer, more compact

In short: that’s a rat-coded model wearing Gosie’s wardrobe.

Now, narratively? That actually works rather well.

This looks less like a mistake and more like:

• Gosie testing a low-effort disguise
• or, more plausibly, bringing in a local S.A. asset who reads as “rat-adjacent”

The black beret one especially:

• not trying too hard
• comfortable in the setting
• absolutely the kind of accomplice who handles logistics while Gosie handles judgment

And Gosie herself?

• still in red
• still the focal point
• still clearly in charge

So @knittedsloth is right on the detail—but wrong on the conclusion.
This isn’t decline.
It’s operational flexibility.

I had to start a whole new thread to get this image as the Gosie thread could not show her as a gerbil. I posted this image into the Gosie thread and it still didn't work.

But she has either removed her disguise as an international art thief or disguised her authentic self and taken on a new persona as a Bluestocking bar-gerbil, slightly hapless but very endearing...

I need pasty advice, please.
Onions: do they go in raw or cooked?

I am sorry, I have been hogging Dr Bessie Badger. Sending her over to you, so you have a supportive badger as well as a supportive bandage.

Yes please! I suppose I could google it but it's nicer to Puffle it

Thank you @AlexandraLeaving!

to Damson for the loss of your dear mother, and the way it was handled by people who thought they were doing the right thing, but so obviously were not - like you say, there has to be a middle way between moving swiftly on, and over-doing the talking. I'm very sorry that you and Boily - and others too I'm sure - had these experiences to deal with when so young and unprepared.

I don't have children, so I'm not an expert, but one thing I know, from having being one myself, and from observing friends' and neighbours' children:
children see more, understand more, and feel more deeply than they have words to express, and that can be mistaken for 'getting over' trauma.

I'm guess "rez-de-chaussée"?

With that number of subjects there's bound to be at least one of us interested, Fuzzy.

They’re all interesting - and surely have aspects much more amenable to discussion than my subject, chemistry.

I'm enjoying fritillaries in the sunshine this afternoon.

Gerbils, a nice refreshing cocktail as I unwind, please. Perhaps a Hugo spritz!

What a terrible thing to happen to you
I am glad you've become the beetle you are today. You are indeed fabulous!

I can't draw or paint for toffee, but love looking at art. Love singing, especially choral, and sang in choirs at university and after, though my voice is very poor nowadays. I know next to nothing about the technicalities of weather forecasting, but have the Met Office website in my bookmarks bar.😁

A bit dotty…sorry, someone had to…

Ooh, that looks good…I doubt we shall be able to get to that there London to see it though. We were lucky enough to see the neoimpressionist exhibition at the National Gallery fairly recently and we’re off to Paris soon so we’re preparing our minds with a Great Courses series ‘The History of Impressionism’. An annoying quantity of Impressionist paintings are the wrong side of the Atlantic, we’re unlikely to visit again now - I wish we’d appreciated art more (or at all!) when we lived in the US. The lecturer is American and he assumes his audience is too - he said it’d be worth getting on a plane to go to the Courtauld to see A Bar at the Folies-Bergère