Believe it of not, there are times when I think about things totally unrelated to the usual 'stuff' that occupies my mind (work, sex, work, bacon butties, big willies, sex, wine). This weekend, after listening to a radio podcast, I was thinking about the Suffragettes (I can tell you're impressed). They used a slogan, "Deeds Not Words" and they used to sew it onto banners and posters and yell it at passersby during marches etc. I really like that slogan.
Deeds Not Words ...
As a matter of fact, if ever I was going to get a tattoo (which I'm not because even at the age of forty four, I'm still afraid of what my mom would say), it would be "Deeds Not Words", in bold letters to remind people that I have a very low tolerance of bullshit.
Those who know me well, know that I don’t give serious advice in the lurve department because basically I am aware that the ridiculous state of my lurve life means you would be unwise to trust any romantic wisdom I might think I posses – but stay with me. I want to tell you about "Deeds Not Words" because I have recently been reminded of a romantic lesson.
That lesson is this: a person’s actions often betray their true feelings far more accurately than any words that come out of their mouths.
Let's take football for example ...
I really don't believe that any guy who is really 'into you' should make you watch football, EVER! This, in my humble opinion (yes, I can be humble), is a relationship truth and therefore I find football behaviour is an incredibly accurate relationship barometer.
Let me illustrate my point ...
I’ve got a colleague. A straight, single guy who is relatively good-looking, charming, has his own apartment in a nice end of town - quite a catch if you're a bit younger than I am (by about 15 years!). When participating in a little banter over coffee yesterday he told me he'd had a few dates with the same girl recently, but then went on to say it wasn't going too well.
Then my straight, single, good-looking, quite a catch colleague described his behaviour during his most recent date and totally proved the point of 'Deeds Not Words' as applicable to football.
I presume he had found her to be attractive because they’d been on a few dates and, when she asked what he was up to over the weekend, he said he was "tired, but you’re welcome to come over for dinner, if you want to."
So she did ...
His words, I think, gave his date the impression he was interested. After all, this would have been the third or fourth date with her, he'd been replying promptly to her text messages (always signing them with an ‘x’), telling her stories about his life, inviting her to his apartment etc. So when she arrived at his place for dinner, he ordered in pizza and made her watch the Chelsea v Stoke game on TV, telling her, "come on, you'll enjoy it" and, if that wasn’t 'deed enough', when she retired to his bed later that evening, my straight, single good-looking, quiet a catch colleague told me, he didn’t follow her in right away because he wanted to watch the Newcastle v Manchester United highlights on Match of the Day. "That’s when it should have been obvious, I just wasn’t that much into her." he said.
After he told me this, the little voices inside my head went totally mental, "Ha!" they yelled. "We knew it! How many times have we told you? Deeds Not Words!"
The Suffragettes really did know their shit! That’s how they got the vote and laid the path to emancipation that has led to me writing this sex blog (of debatable quality) under a pseudonym, Luv2sucU.
Although most of us girls adore you guys individually, as a group, you often fall flippin' short of expectation, so I've come to the conclusion that deeds, especially football related deeds, are often a good reason to be single. After all, no self-respecting girl who possesses the smallest amount of self-esteem should need to ever date a guy who wants to watch Match of the Day highlights more urgently than he wants to touch her naked, hungry and waiting flesh.
Guys, remember this wisdom. You may thank me one day ...
6:21 am Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
Luv2Suc, your words always bring a smile to my face and I give thanks to Hygea ( Goddess of Sport )that she made me a rugby ( union) player. |
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8:47 am Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
I cannot think of the word "suffragette" without recalling the wise words of the erstwhile Captain Flasheart... |
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9:13 am Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
Hmmmmm, football or sex, rugby or sex , top gear or sex? Let me ponder that for one millisecond! |
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12:59 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
I admit I do enjoy watching the occasional football game, but it's not a lifestyle, if you know what I mean....(a bit like this site :-) As for cars, they do absolutely nothing for me (as long as my banger moves from A to B, I'm happy), and Top Gear is probably the prog at the very lowest level of my priorities (I always think the presenters resemble little boys who never progressed beyond the stage of sitting in cardboard boxes and shouting "brum, brum"......) |
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5:39 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
Like it wilf! Come on luv2 'pictures,pictures,pictures!' (Grabs pitchfork and joins the ever increasing frenzied mob at the town hall steps! |
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5:57 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
Hey Luv2 - I'll be around after Chelsea have beaten PSG. Best you make sure that my dinner's on the table when I get there too....!
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7:14 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
While Fetch and MsGeil get started on a game of rugby the rest of us can focus on the topic at hand ... |
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7:28 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
Graham, chaining to railings? I agree, it sounds interesting. Note to self: Find something to protest about. |
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7:40 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
Oh, and for the record ... Big Brother is watching. |
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7:59 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
"For 'tis sport to have the engineer hoist his own petard ..." |
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8:00 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
DrP are you taking The Tube? Hehe don't sit with your legs crossed :-) |
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9:25 pm Tuesday, 8th April, 2014
Ealish, I can recommend: |
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5:17 am Wednesday, 9th April, 2014
Indeed they did Ronald ... Indeed they did. |
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6:26 pm Wednesday, 9th April, 2014
Luv2Suc. Of course i will not delete you from my friends list. after all " Now was the winter of my discontent, made glorious summer by Luv2Suc " |
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6:29 pm Wednesday, 9th April, 2014
And from The merchant of Venice a line from Portia applicable to me " What's this ? A portrait of a blinking idiot ? " |
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6:43 pm Wednesday, 9th April, 2014
your local to me... can I get his number lol..... I refuse to watch football............. but maybe shes not that into him id have climbed on his lap and made him watch me instead :) |
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8:20 pm Wednesday, 9th April, 2014
Frisky, it wouldn't be the first time I've had a guy muck out my stable in the nod (I kid you not!) |
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8:27 pm Wednesday, 9th April, 2014
Wild, Reduced Shakespeare Company. Blasphemy!!! |
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5:34 am Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Luv2Suc.Good old Edgar Allen Eh ?.Perhaps you might post an extract,or is it a case of " Quoth the little raver,no more " ? |
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6:13 am Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Fetch, between those intervals of horrible sanity, I have been known to lose myself reading Poe. It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea ... |
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6:32 am Thursday, 10th April, 2014
I await with anticipation , the outcome of your meanderings through Poe. May I suggest you leaf though the works of Alan Ginsburg and Jack Kerouac, to put you in the right frame of mind. You will probably have to keep the " Do not Disturb " notice,hanging on the knob all afternoon......but....Hey ! xxxx |
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12:18 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Fetch, as promised ...
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5:30 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Fresh from the fray (or from being away several days getting laid - one of the two), Northern welcomed himself back to the blogs with a poem of his own:
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7:07 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Been out on the ratch North?? |
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7:28 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Surely the SportCars Vs a Sexy night in debate is a no brainer.
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7:40 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
On yonder hill, there stood a cow,
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7:57 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Don't take any notice of me. |
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8:35 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Oh no!! What's he up to now? |
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8:47 pm Thursday, 10th April, 2014
Wilf (auto correct to Wild), I know ... I shock myself at times. To reassure both Frisky and yourself, it was penned with tongue planted firmly in cheek. |
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1:17 am Friday, 11th April, 2014
Luv2 - thanks for the postive viewpoint.
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11:38 pm Friday, 11th April, 2014
Blog monster paid a visit?? |