Today, I joined The Women’s Equality Party, set up by Sandi Toksvig and Catherine Mayer. Why? Well, I have always been proud to call myself a feminist, in the truest sense of the word: that men and women should be equal. In many places, including the UK, this is not so. If you need persuading, read [click here to read more]
Jul 102015
There are, of course, a whole host of meaningful things that bother me, like imminent threats of terrorism; FGM and James Naughtie leaving the Today show. But, I’ll leave you with the trivial stuff:
Used to love this. I could while away the hours, literally, consulting with the flowers. Now, I get a timeline of ‘recommended’ pins and a whole load of crap from people I don’t want to hear from. Result: used to be hooked for hours, now hooked for about 45 seconds.
The longevity of helium balloons
I reckon they stick a pin in them and laugh as we leave the store.
Coffee shops not cleaning their tables
We put up with it and kid ourselves that sticky is urban, but it’s not. It’s just sticky.
The new(ish) Post Office system of self-mailing parcels
Takes longer than the queue and less people are employed. And, what qualifies as a parcel? Grrrr.
Non-stick Pans
That stick.
BMW Drivers
Every time.
When people say ‘pacific’ instead of ‘specific’.
Couldn’t be a wider gap.
Toilet roll hung the wrong way
Flap down. Please.
Teenagers swearing loudly in the street/on trains/in earshot of my children
Shut the f**k up.
Breathing or resting on me while I try to sleep
As Prince said: Get off.
Moaning about the state of the house and doing nothing to rectify it
There’s more than one interpretation of D.I.Y.
Morning
Go away. Need tea. Go away. Need tea…
Underlying sexism
‘What’s for dinner? I don’t know. Do you?’
Subtweets
Just @ them. We don’t need to know, thanks all the same.
Shop signs/chalkboards that have incorrect spellings
If you’re not 100% sure, go get a dictionary.
People with really sweaty faces
I know they can’t help it, but it makes me feel nauseous
Litter at NT properties, forests and the like
What part of your brain told you it would be fine to leave your crap on the ground anywhere, let alone in this beautiful place?
Toenail clippings on the bathroom floor
*looks at husband*
People who don’t say thank you when you hold a door/let them out at a junction/let them pass
Plain rude.
Unflushed Public Toilets
Just put a bit of welly into it – if I can do it before I sit, you could have done it before you left.
Bovvered? Am I?
