I have spent most of the weekend on E-bay with eldest selling her Build-a-Bear clothes from years gone by and youngest’s Thomas The Tank Engine trains and tracks. The bidding became quite furious during the last minutes of the auction and we watched the computer screen ardently as if awaiting the Prime Minister’s last speech before leading our country into war! Anyway all’s well that ends well, the kids made over £200, and although they were glued to the screens a little more than I would have ordinarily obliged, it is not a bad feat and what a lot of money! It really is extraordinary how it all works and how easily and efficiently a sale can be made.
I’m off to an Edith Piaff evening in Spa Town tonight with some female friends. I haven’t done this for about 2 years because I’m not a great girl’s night out person; it makes me feel a little uncomfortable but I can’t quite put my finger on why. I suspect it’s because I imagine that others (men) will assume, even though we have our wedding rings firmly planted on the correct finger, that ladies, out on their own, are on the pull with their handbags stuffed full of JLS CONDOMS(Just Love Safe!) and lubricant, and that every laugh or giggle is sneakily designed to encourage and entice them to drag one of us home to a large round bed with glitter balls and mirrors on the ceiling!
Of course I know this is rubbish and that no-one bats an eyelid these days at women out together but because traditionally my mother NEVER went out in the evening without my father I just can’t seem to kick any modern sense into this old fashioned head of mine. It’s ridiculous I know but I hope that tonight I may get a reality check on this one because my attitude is insulting to my sex and one that I wish I didn’t have.