Andrea has been nominated to attend an International Women's Day lunch today. Ironically the dress code at the Brisbane Club specifies that women must wear jackets. So there she is at 7am dragging out a jacket to iron to comply with the requirements. It's a lovely red 'power' jacket but it seemed a bit odd that a woman couldn't choose to make the judgement herself. A skirt and blouse was not good enough.
On the reverse side of things. I have a painter working at my place at the moment. His International Women's Day story (though he didn't label it as such) concerned his wife of 28 years leaving him recently. In his words 'she left me for a horse' It turns out she has developed a deep affection for this animal and declined to move to the city from the country after a ten year stint and has chosen to live in a stable with her true love. 'Fancy being cuckoled by a horse' he said. He has returned to Brisbane to be near the water and his boat.
As Andrea pointed out the other side of the story may be that he left his wife for a boat.
Life is funny!