Yesterday I went to my local library, I saw an old friend of mine; a lady in her 70s who is very active in the community. She was in a large community room which adjoins the library and when she saw me she almost ran over and asked, no word of a lie 'Could I tempt you to join the fucking Knit and Natter club?' The Knit and Natter club is, as the name suggest, a club set up for people to go along and knit and natter (chat). I was stunned, I've known this woman 15 years and had never heard he swear. She picked up on my surprise. 'Sorry about the expletive, Richard, we're trying to recruit more male members and we've taken a group decision that in order to attract more members we should all swear more often, so that men can relax around us.' I was speechless but she continued. 'We're also going to talk less about our fucking grandchildren, and women's health issues and more about football, sex and getting pissed.' I looked around to see if this was on candid camera or something. 'Oh and don't worry she said, you can fart all you want and nobody will disapprove and we might even joke about it. I'm now convinced this is a wind up. I decide to play along so say I'd love to join where do I sign up. 'Follow me she said.' I went into the Knot and Natter room and was greeted by the whole room, who seemed delighted that I was there. 'We're knitting a blow up doll' one of them enthused. 'Look at the fucking tits on it' another said. The tits were indeed impressive.
'You haven't fucking noticed have you?' Another old friend asked. 'Notice what?', I asked. 'We're not wearing any fucking make-up!' It was true, not one of the members had any make-up on. 'We also trying to grow our cunting armpit fucking hair,' my friend continued, but it may take a bastard while. (I don't think swearing was coming naturally to some of them.)
Not sure if I'm going back next week, but so glad they're all making an effort.