@vonny,
Quote: Did I kill your joy,
Not at all vonny. Just as an angler's joy isn't killed by a big, fat trout nibbling at his bait.
I agree with hawk that "sexist" is a bit of a wet blanket on a conversation that is trying to get your danders up because that's when you ladies look your best and most alive. It's such a serious word. One only has to say it and everybody swoons and becomes deprived of their wits. Even judges. Directed at oneself one is supposed to look shamefaced, resign one's position and retire to the shadows rather than grinning sheepishly. It is a word with not one tiny nuance of humour in sight. It's Presbyterian from a literary point of view. It wins all arguments simply by its own po-faced, indignant, stern earnestness which, for people lile hawk and myself, is hilarious.
A bohemian coffee-house, especially one with a proprietoress who can't possibly be accused of bluestockingism, cannot allow humour to be standardised along the lines it has been in the respectable circles where vanity is no longer considered sinful and is, in fact,
de rigeuer.
It's all very well Ms Collins looking like what everybody expects her to look like, and the expectation seems to me to be cruel, but in ordinary everyday life a shawl and slippers, sat in a rocking chair knitting, is rather dignified and admirable and especially if it's my socks that are being lovingly made, for a lady of 78.
I had 8 aunties at one point. Plus one pretend auntie.
What would Lady Bertram have thought about Loose Women?