For once I seem to be in agreement with the government (which has come as a bit of a surprise). I have to say I applaud their stance on legalising gay marriages. Frankly if two people think they can hack it for eternity why not let them have a go? Don't we all enjoy the schadenfreude of hope over reality? What possible harm can it do, and how can it be anyone else's business? I'm not actually clear what the difference is between a legal civil partnership and marriage, and frankly I can't be arsed to googlise it, thought it was a case of semantics, but obviously there must be a difference or there wouldn't be the fuss. And would you believe it, those making the biggest fuss are those narrow minded individuals who also think that heaven awaits if you love thy neighbour. If it wasn't so inequitable it would be funny.
I used to have a husband, or two, but have found that they are superfluous to a calm and peaceful existence. Not that I think marriage is necessarily always frought with tension and murderous intent, I know many a happy couple who haven't spoken to each other in years let alone summoned up the energy to engage in a spot of marital sparring. But now and then, like right now this minute, I could do with a man. I hate to admit it, but I find my self somewhat stuck...
...behind this.
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" I know many a happy couple who haven't spoken to each other in years let alone summoned up the energy to engage in a spot of marital sparring."
Excellent, I think that I love you.
Vic! Are you free and do you have muscles and a big boot?
Why has no-one else commented?
I wish I lived closer. I have a couple of muscles, and a boot.
I don't really read blogs these days, so have only just found your last post (and I've read it all the way through too). Keep going.
I wish I'd seen this sooner! I have a big boot. Short on muscles though.
Trying to work out whether the purple thing and the lucie pellets are connected.
If gay marriages aren't legalised, I'll start to refer to the Sage as my civil partner. We got married in a registry office so I don't see the difference.
Bugger! Sodding Google has chosen not to update you, Zig. Otherwise, I'd have been over here weeks ago, adding my opinions.
Tsk Zig Be careful what you wish for! The wrong kind of arse lazy man would just get in the way of your shifting that box.
Have you tried putting a table cloth over it?
A jolly nice passing farmer came and transported the purple mounting steps and horse feed to the ponies where they are much more useful.
Oh! It's a mounting block. Well, stairs, somewhat more posh than the whopping great butchers block we used to have.
(I 'spect the mynting steps at Sandringham are purple, too!)
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