Dear Jude
I've come to think of it as creating our own excitements, the older I get! Locked in a freezer, gun held to your head by a man who couldn't hit a target if he was sitting on it, and he was?..............Doesn't it just prove the point that at the end of the day, we were the ones with the strength and testicles, by proxy, who sorted it and (sorry all of you glorious fighting men of shared mindset of support on TP) but there is a tendency, a certain generational mindset, those who insisted on our highly-priced education, still to believe that any opinion you have is best served from the kitchen, pinafore afore and what will you know, my dear? me, Dear, my dear! The only people who have held this, our, house of cards together has been of the female variety. And there are times when I truly subscribe to the distant family creed about the Pater - none of which is publishable but which renders him something you would use to force your rhubarbQ.
Chesca