Random Irritations

Every wedding ever, all the men in the room/marquee are anxiously looking around for a leader to be the first to remove their jacket or tie. Imagine the respect when you rock up ready to party from the off.
I was at a wedding a few years ago when it was 30 odd degrees, it was Southampton, not up here. Anyway, we were about to start eating and I went to take my jacket off. My wife stared daggers and muttered that no one else had taken their jacket off. She did this whilst wearing a light summer dress. I asked if she would like to wear the jacket and see how it went. She declined the offer, the jacket came off. There was a mini ripple of jacket removal on the tables just around us. I'd like to claim to be a rebel but I was just sweating too much :LOL:

The etiquette of this is plain nonsense. Dress to be comfortable. Having a red and sweating face is not a good look, it certainly isn't smart.
 
I was at a wedding a few years ago when it was 30 odd degrees, it was Southampton, not up here. Anyway, we were about to start eating and I went to take my jacket off. My wife stared daggers and muttered that no one else had taken their jacket off. She did this whilst wearing a light summer dress. I asked if she would like to wear the jacket and see how it went. She declined the offer, the jacket came off. There was a mini ripple of jacket removal on the tables just around us. I'd like to claim to be a rebel but I was just sweating too much :LOL:

The etiquette of this is plain nonsense. Dress to be comfortable. Having a red and sweating face is not a good look, it certainly isn't smart.
We're led to believe that bare-chestedness is the norm for men in your region. Your wife should have been thrilled you kept your shirt on.
 
We're led to believe that bare-chestedness is the norm for men in your region. Your wife should have been thrilled you kept your shirt on.
You can only go bare chested if you are a minimum of 18 stone, most of it being created by beer. I don't qualify I'm afraid, I would be mocked mercilessly for my lack of belly :ROFLMAO:
 
Mrs Colch's friend, who is one of the nicest people that you could ever wish to meet, had been told that she had successfully fought breast cancer but has now been told that on her latest scan that the cancer has spread and there is a tumour on her lung that is manageable but untreatable. She's got 14 nd 16 year old kids whose lives are about to change in unimaginable ways. Why do bad things like this happen to good people?
I’ll add. Since the question you ask is essentially spiritual in nature, I have found strength and understanding in a little book by Harold Kushner When Bad Things Happen to Good People.

Kushner looks at this question from a spiritual religious perspective (Kushner was a Rabbi, who I’ve just noticed died just back in April 😟). But I think it can help those having no spiritual beliefs whatsoever because we have all had occasion to ask the same question as you - and we (especially those of us of having a religious spiritual belief) have all struggled to come to terms with it and find an answer that can be at least be of some help in our times of upset.
 
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I was at a wedding a few years ago when it was 30 odd degrees, it was Southampton, not up here. Anyway, we were about to start eating and I went to take my jacket off. My wife stared daggers and muttered that no one else had taken their jacket off. She did this whilst wearing a light summer dress. I asked if she would like to wear the jacket and see how it went. She declined the offer, the jacket came off. There was a mini ripple of jacket removal on the tables just around us. I'd like to claim to be a rebel but I was just sweating too much :LOL:

The etiquette of this is plain nonsense. Dress to be comfortable. Having a red and sweating face is not a good look, it certainly isn't smart.

Agreed. Comfort and something you're comfortable in and don't compare to others/sheep :-)

Says she who is likely to get very stressed about such things. Lately I'm trying to just be me and sod anything else. I recall as a kid (huge tomboy) and a family wedding. I stamped my feet and refused to wear a dress. So my aunt took me shopping and we found a trouser suit. I need to engage my inner stroppy kid more.
 
Whatever filling dentist did other week just fell out

To be fair this tooth has been dead a decade , I keep saying remove it.. save the trouble

Not much left of the poor thing now
 
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