I would very much like to hear from other gabby - or indeed gobby women! I know you are out there and I want you to reveal yourselves and tell me all about it and you. What makes you fume?
What delights you? Do you spot any unfairnesses that hit on the female of the species?Let's talk!
- Gabby
- Southampton/Greenwich, United Kingdom
- Loud woman is just one of the manifestations of Gabby/Mo Foster.She is the one at the bus stop complaining when the rest of us don't dare, or care. She is the one in the pub who laughs at men, buys her own drink and refuses to be intimidated.She claims and inhabits her own space ( and sometimes your space too) she is lairy opinionated and insists on beng heard. She often talks sense. Loud woamn is inappropriate and entirely appropriate She marches for her rights and your rights even when you don't know you want them She is nuisance and joy Her mouth is her weapon. Mo always tries to remember that she is a Loud woman. She is also a published novelist and her second novel is due to emerge this year. She has had short plays produced professionally and poetry published. She sometimes reads her menopausal punk poetry in public.
Yes bus stop are a good place to let off steam and most bus stop attendees are surpringly good counsellors!(Of course not counting the 1% that turn away in embarrassment)
ReplyDeleteOh you want to know what my outbursts are about? Once I’ve exploded, they take a back seat; in other words I can’t remember now. I've just realised though, not so many men ever stood at bus stops where I've been waiting. I suppose they're all driving cars but maybe they can’t stand to see angry women, or even maybe-er the way I like to see it is: women have reclaimed the bus stops! Yeah
Thanks Ruth I think you get more sensed from strangers -the stranger the better - than from any counsellors!
ReplyDeleteWhat is it with being first? I was born first of my 6 siblings, then born on the first of the month but its not necessarliy a benefit - my sister, who obviously didnt come first, lead a much easier life. When I opened Gabby's new blog there were as yet no followers so I was invited to 'be first to follow'. I couldn't wait! But what's the big deal? In my experience it usually means first to make a fool of yourself. And then having done that who wants to follow? These sites should invite you to follow at your peril.
ReplyDeleteLooks like this blog is up and running well - you have your first comments and a follower! Great. Congratulations on going online!
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Dulally said:
ReplyDeleteI don't get to travel on buses. That's because where I live, the bus only runs once every two hours. I do travel on trains a lot into London from Kent, but at odd times not as a commuter. You get whole range of population on trains - not just women - Waiting on the platform is the equivalent of waiting at the bus stop. People on railway platforms tend to be fairly silent.
Brings me to the thought that smoking is banned in all sorts of unlikely places in England like the platforms of railway stations. This is not European law but our government's interpretation of it. Bars in Spain choose to have smoking or non smoking, they only have to put up a notice saying which establishment they are - we could have the same here under European law, but our government chose to have a complete ban - how close to animal farm and 1984 are we? - and I don't even smoke.
Dulally said:
ReplyDeleteI don't get to travel on buses. That's because where I live, the bus only runs once every two hours. I do travel on trains a lot into London from Kent, but at odd times not as a commuter. You get whole range of population on trains - not just women - Waiting on the platform is the equivalent of waiting at the bus stop. People on railway platforms tend to be fairly silent.
Brings me to the thought that smoking is banned in all sorts of unlikely places in England like the platforms of railway stations. This is not European law but our government's interpretation of it. Bars in Spain choose to have smoking or non smoking, they only have to put up a notice saying which establishment they are - we could have the same here under European law, but our government chose to have a complete ban - how close to animal farm and 1984 are we? - and I don't even smoke.
Yeah right on sister! I have given up smoking due to pressure of aged lungs tho I still sneak the odd roll up on occasions of dire stress! There is a beach in Bournemouth that has banned smoking! Iwonder has the council banned the wind from the next beach? in Berlin there are smoking and non smoking bars and also in cafes there are smoking rooms.In a non smoking bar at 25 below zero I did admire the dedication of the smokers who still went out for a fag! So why did we succumb to this lunatic ban - I like a smoky bar myself. Ar parties all the most interesting people are outside with tubes of tobacco in their hands!Watch Mad Men & see how its done.
ReplyDeleteHi Gabby Gobby - I haven't done a bus stop in years, but if anything is late or I have to wait - I am the one with Waiting Rage, cussing and looking about to be sectioned, though Paroxetine has helped.
ReplyDeleteYer mate Kate
Nah, railway stations are different from bus stops. Definitely. Folk expect more insularity on a chuf chuf than a brum brum - even tho diesels dont go chuf chuf. It dont mean they allus get it tho, so they invented silent carriages. Imagine having a silent area on a bus!
ReplyDeleteRaiways or bus stops it's all about captured time, time when you could be doing something you really enjoy. I have huge affection for an all night bus the 53 & sail down the Old Kent road thinking about armies marching and hop pickers in carts with horses & other fanciful thoughts while 'Knocked em in the Old Kent Road'plays in my mind.
ReplyDeleteSo public transport can be good - just that we need more of it!
Yeah its great. You get to meet folk you wouldn't otherwise and to let off steam to those who push your buttons. You can take a book and switch your mobile phone off or just watch the passing scenery. You can hide in fantasy land, take a break from responsibility for a while and plan the rest of the day/week or if you prefer to, just daydream.
ReplyDeleteYOu dotn have to fill up at the petrol station, you don't have to park the blighter, or worry about the traffic. You can eavesdrop on strange conversations, listen to music, sing, hum or eat your sandwiches.... life is good on public transport.
And if you're a young toddler, or the mental age of one, you can sit on the top seat of a double decker bus and pretend to be the driver. You get to decide whether to pull into the next bus stop or maybe crash the lights, consider mowing a pedestrian down, drive into a MacDonalds drive through or off the end of a pier, all in your mind of course, - and escape the consequences.
Just thought id letyou know.
yet again thanks ruth and you demonstrate that fine imagination of yours.
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