Saturday

Morning, hope you’re having a good weekend?

I am; I’m having a little holiday – spending the weekend at my sister’s while she’s away visiting her in-laws. Someone needs to look after the animals; the rabbit who has his own room, the hamster named Loki who only surfaces for hamster-chocolate, and the new resident hamster – acrobatic Sophie. There’s a children’s picture book in there somewhere, I’m sure.

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Strangers criticise women for eating; Everyday Sexism discusses.

‘Are you really going to eat that?’ Yes, and it’s nobody else’s business http://t.co/SPskrglffY

— EverydaySexism (@EverydaySexism)

After my late morning nap and snuggles with the hell hounds, I had a quick trawl through Twitter and came across this Tweet from the Everyday Sexism project. Read the linked article, it’s interesting.
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W H Smith’s: Enforcing gender stereotypes for generations; Or, actually some girls really don’t like pink.

I went for a trip to town at the weekend; I needed some canvases and to look for a job. All very boring, but something I saw while in the shopping centre irritated me.

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The poster that fills the window of W H Smiths, Freshney Place Shopping Centre, Grimsby.

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Boxing up my books.

I’ve come to the conclusion my migraine was a really bad headache instead. I haven’t vomited and, less than twelve hours after it started, I’m able to do something other than collapse on my bed.

So, since I’m vaguely alive, and I have a moving out deadline now (24th August ish), I’ve started boxing up my books.
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