Welcome to this weeks Musings!
This time next week Christmas Day will be over and Boxing Day will have begun. As a consequence this is my last Musings of 2018. It is therefore appropriate to wish each and every one of you and your families a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. I hope you all enjoy the festivities whatever you have planned and I look forward to reading and following your blogs into 2019.
She Who Must Be Obeyed
I feel I must give SWMBO an honorary mention as it is her birthday on 22nd December. It’s not just any old birthday, it’s her 60th. What do you give the women who has everything, including me? Yes that’s right, nothing.
To be fare a December birthday that close to Christmas is a nightmare. Unrealistic to go away, pointless going out for a meal when everywhere is rowdy and all that is being served is turkey and hopeless getting people together when everyone is off to their respective families. In short a disaster and one best deferred until the New Year.
Of course this is my interpretation not hers. I’ll let you know how well my sales pitch is received in the New Year. In the meanwhile I’m still trying to get my head around the idea of sleeping with someone who when I was a kid would have been the age of my granny.
Let me say up front I’m not anti women nor am I a racist or homophobic. If I don’t like someone or take exception to what they say it’s because I don’t like them or what they have to say. One of my best mates is gay and I know and like many people from different ethinic backgrounds. I’ve also had several women bosses over the years one of whom was probably the best boss I’ve ever had and I didn’t have to sleep with her to get on which on reflection was a shame. The problem is some of people within these groups need to seriously lighten up. As far as I am concerned I’m with Ricky Gervais in that there is nothing, and I mean nothing that cannot be laughed at and taken the piss out of. There is only one rule and that is that you have to be able to give it out as well as take it. As a ginger I’ve been taking it for years!
So where is this leading to?
Well I recently got embroiled in a conversation, quite how I’m not entirely sure.
At a recent gathering I found myself chatting to a women I had never met before and of all things found myself talking about modelling. To be more specific the Plymouth Modelling Club. I didn’t pick up straight away that she was some sort of feminist, partly because I was looking at her ample chest rather than registering what she actually had to say. It was when she said “don’t you think you ought to do more about it?” that I realized that she had asked me a question.
Trying to remember quickly what I had been nodding my head in response to I recalled her asking how many women there were at the club. Unsurprisingly there are none (you can’t count one of the young lads mum because she has to bring him and stay at the meetings because he can’t drive).
Although I pointed out that women were more than welcome to join (my witty “the pretty the better” remark wasn’t received terribly well) it was probably perceived as a male only club, a remark which was equivalent to lighting the blue touch paper and standing well clear, or so it seemed.
At this point she seemed to go off on one which was shortly followed by my having had enough. Big chest she may have had but I couldn’t listen to her ranting on any longer. Bringing the subject to a close I told her that when the WI allows male members and changes its name from the Women’s Institute and when the local swimming pool brings to an end female only swim sessions when there is no male equivalent, then she should feel free to come back and preach to me.
Just to be clear, the Plymouth Model club is open to women although I’m not sure how successful the advert “Plymouth Modelling Club seeks Females for club nights and Exhibitions” will prove to be.
This week TIM has been listening to …
Well that’s not entirely true, what I thought I would do as it’s Christmas week was to nominate my favorite Christmas song. To my surprise this was tougher than I thought it would be. It was easy to dismiss everything by Cliff Richard and Paul McCartney simply because their contributions are, to put it mildly, shit.
I Believe In Christmas by Emerson, Lake and Palmer was a candidate, so to was Happy Xmas (War Is Over) by John Lennon and Fairy Tale of New York by the Pogues and Kirsty MacColl. If I went down the romantic route then East 17 with Stay Another Day would have won through.
As it turns out I like more Christmas songs than I realized but a decision for the number one spot had to be made and so in the end I went for …
I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday by Wizard.
A fun song which is what it should all be about at the end of the day. Besides Roy Wood shouting “OK you lot, take it” has to be a classic line.
This week TIM has been watching …
Yes, you’ve guessed it, that’s not entirely true either. I thought I would nominate my favorite festive film. Not quite so hard for me this time round although to be fare there are some decent nominations. After some deliberation I decided to go for …
The film has a great cast and some great moments. I could have gone for any number of brilliant clips but chose to go with “Colin’s Trip To America”. Having been state side myself I can vouch for how true this scenario plays out. I guess we English just have what it takes. Meanwhile I’m off to Wisconsin for Christmas.
Until the New Year.