Wearing glasses

I never thought before about the fact that some of us are “behind a glass” all the time since we need spectacles.I have had them so long I can’t imagine seeing in another way.When I was a child there was a saying
Men don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses
In the current situation men won’t be making  passes at any girls  if the fear of being accused of harassment gets worse.
Anyway,in my experience men don’t mind if you wear glasses.Maybe more men would have chased me but I had  sufficient.I didn’t want too many  I had my own life to lead. and  I feel sorry sometimes when I reject them.. it’s hard for some men but they have to realize that is life and they will find a nicer  more beautiful woman elsewhere.
I must admit I hated wearing glasses at first.I wonder of it does affect one always looking through glass or plastic?Still the hands and face are free to feel the air on them.

I was joking about staring into windows

The talk  of me staring into windows may have given a bad impression.I only stare into a window if the light is on and the curtains are open… and my main interest is the decor.If a person was there I wouldn’t stare.I’d just give a quick glance to see if they were ironing their trousers without taking them off .. it happens…so I have heard but not seen it yet.

Which leads me to tonight’s aphorism:

If you never wash your trousers you will never have to iron them

Which brings to my mind an interview with a well know star who was discussing her life with a journalist.She said she never washes her knickers because she throws them out every night and wears a brand new pair in the morning… what a waste.Has she never hears of the laundrette or even a washing machine?I wonder of she only wears a dress once?No doubt they can be dry cleaned …unlike underwear.

Still it shows you what the wealthy spend their money on!No wonder bankers want ten grand a month in bonuses… it’s KNICKERS!

 

 

 

The relief of the right words

It tickles me to spell “wrong”  rong… but also it has made me wish to find out why we have all those extra silent w’s at the beginning of words.We don’t call rats,wrats… so there must be some etymological reasons.

We also have silent k’s like  in  Knowledge.I imagine that once that was  pronounced.I’ll do some research by lying on my bed with the etymological dictionary on top of me

If you tell lies in bed I cannot recall if that’s also spelled,

lying in  bed

or if it’s lieing in bed.

That latter way looks wrong to me..

So  if you say,she was lying in bed.it has two meanings I think.As in life the context provides the most likely solution

Please stop lying,dear,whilst you are lying in bed.

I am not lying!

Well cats don’t pour out the tea

I was being whimsical for a change.

Ah,whimsey,I wonder what the etymology of that is?

Stop thinking so much and get into bed

Do you want me to lie with you?

Well,I don’t want you to lie to me.

Learning English is very hard as it combines so many other languages.

Is that why we have combine harvesters?

I’ll harvest you if you don’t give  me some peace!

God knows why I married you!

Well,I am glad to hear it as I thought nobody on earth  knew…. that  I am the nicest person in the entire world.If it’s true

why does nobody know?Maybe it’s a fantasy…

I say,my dear,that’s a  trifle exaggerated but I catch your drift.

What a relief,no more lying after today.Amen

Where has Sunday gone?

Sunday evening is a time when in the UK those who have jobs get ready to go into work [unless they are on shifts].Children prepare their school bags… the weekkend is coming to an end

How different though is the earlier part of Sunday from what is was in my youth.In those days the shops were closed and we would visit relatives after we had been to Church in the morning.We would have the traditional English breakfast of eggs and bacon with delicious fried bread.. [after Mass if we had fasted in order to receive Holy Communion]

In the summer during the afternoon we were often taken out by bus into the countryside.Sometimes relatives would come.Otherwise we had no phone and  would just go round unannounced and be given tea.There was a special quiet calm feeling on Sunday.

After the  special Sunday dinner,mothers would do little cooking later on..So it was a bit of a rest for them.Men would relax,smoke a cigarette and discuss politics or football.Women would knit as they chatted and children roamed free  in the streets and parks.

Now,Sunday is almost like any other day.Many people work to keep shops open..Instead of Church it’s Starbucks or Costa Coffee.Children even of secondary school age are supervised all the time and roaming free is no longer possible.There is a feeling of fear in the air..there were always paedophiles and  fear has escalated.We have too many news programmes so if someome in Florida dies in a fire we hear it here in the UK…we need boundaries,

And the most important fact is we cannot now call in on anyone because now Sunday is not a day when everyone will be at home.Indeed a roast Sunday dinner is a rare event… more likely it will be horsemeat burgers abd frozen chips.The fridge is full and each person can pick a meal and heat it in the microwave.Some children come to school who have never eaten at a table or used cutlery.Some are not toilet trained at five!

A free day for personal and social life,as well as the time for religious activities,mediation or conversation… that has almost gone…and what a loss it is.We could drive  out to visit friends as  it was the only day traffic was low… but now we just can’t do that.Every day we have delivery lorries and other heavy traffic.

Mostly the loss is that day when apart from religious sevices there was the freedom to socialise and meet people knowing they were not in a hurry.We were allowed to play but women did not do washing,ironing or heavy work..so they could be with their husband and enjoy watching their children play

The one advantage is that now many old people live alone and so to have the shops and Library open is very nice for them…but the loss is something irreparable.

What to wear or not!

There is so much rubbish about what to wear;how to look thinner,sexier,hide your hips etc.If  clothes are a major issue for you there are some good choice.Imitate the late Jean Muir  and dress  in only one color.And if you find some super shoes buy 2 pairs.And why not begin to wear petticoats again…I know they are not in fashion but they keep your clothes cleaner and also keep you warmer.Anf they are pretty.I like to look pretty myself so I try.And don’t try to look thinner..drop the burden and be seen how you areIf you don’t need to dress up.women spent most of the 70’s in jeans and sweaters and no make up…that’s the hippy bohemian style.And get a good coat for winter.I see people out semi naked in the snow and ice!And they are not poor.It’s just a craze amaong the young.

Now I am going out to buy a new dress for a party

For the shy or for introverts

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Kittens are not shy as long as Mummy is near by

I think the best way to cope with social situations is to realise other people are so caught up in their own world that they hardly notice you or your clothes.And people are  not as critical as we may fear.And that listening is a good technique.. let them talk.They will love.And try to be  proactive… well,we can try…it may take time

And from my  lamentable own failures,don’t tell jokes if you are not very good at it.Just laugh at others’ jokes and they will be happy.

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