When I was growing up in
Yorkshire Andy Capp was my hero. Those were the days before
political correctness had disfigured our ability to hold opinions and
express them.
He
was quite dismissive of women at a time when they were recognised
as coming from another planet, we didn't understand them and "why should
we" ?
"They" often
seemed to get in the way from our male bonding "in the pub" and had
already started to lay down unjustifiable demands that we recognise
their importance !!
Andy exemplified our concerns and of course reminded Flo, his wife, who was boss.
It was a tonic to see him verbalise so much of what we were afraid to say.
Of course "they got him"
in the end and now we have the difficulty of defining the sexes since,
short of giving birth, we are expected to do all the tasks "they" are
clearly better fitted to do, such as household work, cooking and the
nappy change !!!!!
Bless his Yorkshire cotton socks !!!!!!!!!!
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