From Abu Dhabi to London Town.
Women are suppressed in a thousand tiny ways, and a million big ones too!
But as the song says…
I am strong, I am invincible, I am Woman
Never forget the power of the female psyche. It overcomes, it conquers, it comforts, and it never caves!
Remember Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte…Keep your friends close and you will forever be…
A strong… invincible… WOMAN
These are some of the items I have found in my handbag, whilst searching for my purse at multiple tills
An ashtray with 7 butts in it, miraculously, it stayed the right way up all the way from my home to the cafe, and the bags contents escaped a messy ‘ashing’
The digi-box remote
The MASSIVE silver TV remote
A thick winter knee length red sparkly sock
The cats box of treats – whiskas temptations chicken and cheese flavour
A food bag with ham in it!
My large bottle/tube of cocoa butter
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For any of you that are not aware of this delightful television program – The general gist is to improve the behaviour of a selection of ‘out of control girls’; via methods that were used in the finishing schools of the 19th century.
Please note the main goal for the girls participating in this program, is to become a clone of Rosemary Shrager.
During their stay at the mansion of change, they are taught how to dress; how to speak; how to laugh; when to laugh; how to cook; how to sew buttons onto shirts; how to arrange flowers… and how to not get your boobies out in public.
This television programme (although mildly entertaining) is like a giant kick in the teeth to every suffragette. And to all the women who burnt their bras, and tied themselves to gates and fences in order to secure the female vote.
I believe there is mass grave turning happening every Thursday evening from 8 ‘til 9pm
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That would be everyone then?
I decided to do a little bit of research into my love life a few weeks ago
And I typed ‘why am I attracted to crazy people’ into Google. (Please note, I wasn’t presuming I am remotely sane when I typed it…So it was more a ‘2 way’ research jobby ;))
Anyhoo, by the time I’d reached the bottom of page 2, I was a broken woman!
Firstly, it would seem that only women are deemed nutters, as every bleeding article for 2 pages was about crazy women…I’ve met my fair share of nutters and around half were male! As you might expect
Second…There was advice from a whole range of people – laymen, the experienced and broken hearted. The young, the old, and the professional experts…they all had something to say
The advice varied enormously, but the final thoughts added up to the same thing EVERY SINGLE TIME…
‘If your partners crazy run for the hills!’ (Summarised)
If you replaced crazy with ‘black’ or ‘wheelchair bound’, there would be 68 petitions banning the article… directly underneath it
But ohhhh no, not for the crazy people, leave them to rot ay? Even psychologists are throwing out this advice
Such empathy and warmth? Read the rest of this entry
Girls, do you think I'm in there or what?
Little girls play this game;
They played it when I was tiny; I played it when I was tiny; and they still play it now…
They pick a flower from the ground, and one after the other; they pull off every petal
Each time they tear away a pretty petal, from its life force…
They say the words
He loves me!?…
He loves me not!?
He loves me!?…
He loves me not!?
Personally, I think this game speaks volumes about how girls and boys view love.
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A little ‘ODE’ to woman, I wrote a weee while ago The biggest mystery to humankind? The workings and ideals, inside a woman’s mind, Ever evolving, ever someone new, Layers upon layers, of secrets, doors, and truths, A hundred different people, all inside one skin, Depth and thought, passion and strength, abundantly within, An endless […]