Feminists have it all wrong. If you can get a bloke to do ANYTHING for you, especially without asking, you're onto a winner. I say Thank You to anyone who holds a door open for me, regardless of sex, especially when I'm using the pushchair. the number of times I've struggled in and out of shops with gormless assitants just standing there is unbelieveable. I had a nice instance of gallantry the other day, I'd dropped small boy off at school, and one of the Dads I know quite well walked part of the way back with me (we're both skint, and often bounce money making ideas off each other, or jobs we've seen that the other person might be interested in). I noticed that when we crossed the road, he crossed in front of me so he could walk on the outside. I didn't say anything, but thought it was really nice that gentlemen still exist.
I agree that it's wrong that blokes should dictate what women are and aren't allowed to do, but there are some things that men are better at (lifting stuff, parallel parking, trumping and burping), and things that women are better at (everythng not listed above). It's really nice to have a bloke that's been 'brung up proper', it just makes you smile.
Reversing into a parking space - no problems (especially in big off roading landy). Parallel parking - not a chance!
I once made an old chappy very, very nervous. Pulled up just past where he'd parked in the co-op, and straight back into the parking space next to him, put it exactly where I wanted in, and proceeded to get small boy into the pushchair (going back a couple of years). The chap who'd watched me park next to him, walked around my car, not sure what he was checking for, hidden cameras or what, shook his head and walked off. That car does tend to make blokes nervous, it's got a two-inch lift on it (I have to deploy parachute to get out), bonnet & tailgate a different colour to main part of car, custom bumper, snorkel and lots of under-body armour (not that you can see it), plus it has a NATO towing hitch for the trailer (an ex-MOD missile carrier).
I do have to admit that it turns me into a bit of a roadhog, if someone tries to cut me up in it (and they often do once they realise a mere woman is driving), I don't shift. I've had some very ungentlemanly gestures made at me, why do men get even more annoyed when I laugh or blow them a kiss? The best one was a bloke in a brand new Audi, who expected me to give way (I had right of way going uphill past parked cars on my side of the road), when I started laughing and didn't move over (as I had nowhere to go), or stop, he went bonkers, and had to go up onto the pavement. OH had to get me to pull over, I was laughing that much I was almost in tears. I suppose that's what I do for women's lib, learnt to drive better than most blokes (and in a car that's got a VERY powerful engine, but steering is by post). Parallel I've never really mastered though - I've never needed to as I always park on my drive, backwards or forwards, sometimes next to the fence, more often between two other cars on the front garden (so I have to make sure I don't dink one of the others).
Fairygirl/Daughter, "yup Yorkies" all done and dusted lots of crashing and banging from the kitchen as they wash up!!!! Sweet and sour Pork vanished as did the Yorkies.
G/G, sounds interesting having started on jeeps then Austin Champs (the most unstable vehicle I ever drove) then just about every Marque of Land Rover Range Rover built up to 1976 they were not easy to drive. At least you could see your tail, in some of the Armour I drove you had a few degrees of view either side reversing was guess work. Parallel parking is all about position to start the reverse, it amazes me that many women and the odd man try to nose into the parks where it is obvious it ain't going to go. On Norton Green where I park to go to my local friendly butcher you often see people pass a place that I then reverse into, no confidence is what I put it down to.Still all the years I have driven I happily get into my Daughters cars, they are good drivers, A couple of the lads I am saying my prayers as we travel.
I used to be a right whizz with the parallel parking when we lived down a narrow cul-de-sac with parking allowed on half the pavement.
Since we moved to somewhere with a drive, open roads & few cars I've gone native & just "drive it in & dump it" - Actually I don't, but I don't take quite the trouble that I would in town.
I'm a very polite driver & always wave & smile if someone lets me out, hubby (passenger) does too, if he's nearer. He's a great "door holder-opener" receiving varying degrees of thanks (never abuse fortunately) & I always hold doors & thank those who do.
Politeness costs nothing, however if I'm in a shop or walking along the pavement & people are slow I (so my Mum used to tell me!!) tend to barge through. When she was in a wheelchair & we took her out everybody was exceptionally helpful - it was really noticeable.
I tend to find it easier to reverse into a parking space than go into it forwards, using my mirrors as Father-in-law taught me - if you can see daylight between yourself & what you're reversing into, you're OK. I think a lot of it is down to confidence and practice, because I've practiced an awful lot doing reverse parking (and in a range rover it's easy, where your boot stops is the back of your car), because I have a space on my front garden, I always park there (not everyone does, making it dangerous because our road is used as a rat run to avoid traffic lights and a speed trap on the A57). Because I don't like parking on the pavement (after all, it's for pedestrians), I don't often have to parallel park.
I've seen Russ and Gary Swift doing parallel parking - by doing handbrake turns in a mini. That was something to behold!
I can parallel park if I have to. I'd just prefer not to have to! The best two compliments I ever had about driving were from men who both told me I drove like a man. They meant I drove accurately and cheekily. Unless I misunderstood and it was an insult!
Frank, that sounds like a great lunch! You can hold a door open for me any time I always say thank you. I have recognised that my days of getting chivalry through pulling power are well behind me, but I do sweet, motherly old lady rather well!
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Feminists have it all wrong. If you can get a bloke to do ANYTHING for you, especially without asking, you're onto a winner. I say Thank You to anyone who holds a door open for me, regardless of sex, especially when I'm using the pushchair. the number of times I've struggled in and out of shops with gormless assitants just standing there is unbelieveable. I had a nice instance of gallantry the other day, I'd dropped small boy off at school, and one of the Dads I know quite well walked part of the way back with me (we're both skint, and often bounce money making ideas off each other, or jobs we've seen that the other person might be interested in). I noticed that when we crossed the road, he crossed in front of me so he could walk on the outside. I didn't say anything, but thought it was really nice that gentlemen still exist.
I agree that it's wrong that blokes should dictate what women are and aren't allowed to do, but there are some things that men are better at (lifting stuff, parallel parking, trumping and burping), and things that women are better at (everythng not listed above). It's really nice to have a bloke that's been 'brung up proper', it just makes you smile.
MMP
Although I have to disagree re the parallel parking-I can do it with the best of 'em!
The other stuff?...yeah
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Reversing into a parking space - no problems (especially in big off roading landy). Parallel parking - not a chance!
I once made an old chappy very, very nervous. Pulled up just past where he'd parked in the co-op, and straight back into the parking space next to him, put it exactly where I wanted in, and proceeded to get small boy into the pushchair (going back a couple of years). The chap who'd watched me park next to him, walked around my car, not sure what he was checking for, hidden cameras or what, shook his head and walked off. That car does tend to make blokes nervous, it's got a two-inch lift on it (I have to deploy parachute to get out), bonnet & tailgate a different colour to main part of car, custom bumper, snorkel and lots of under-body armour (not that you can see it), plus it has a NATO towing hitch for the trailer (an ex-MOD missile carrier).
I do have to admit that it turns me into a bit of a roadhog, if someone tries to cut me up in it (and they often do once they realise a mere woman is driving), I don't shift. I've had some very ungentlemanly gestures made at me, why do men get even more annoyed when I laugh or blow them a kiss? The best one was a bloke in a brand new Audi, who expected me to give way (I had right of way going uphill past parked cars on my side of the road), when I started laughing and didn't move over (as I had nowhere to go), or stop, he went bonkers, and had to go up onto the pavement. OH had to get me to pull over, I was laughing that much I was almost in tears. I suppose that's what I do for women's lib, learnt to drive better than most blokes (and in a car that's got a VERY powerful engine, but steering is by post). Parallel I've never really mastered though - I've never needed to as I always park on my drive, backwards or forwards, sometimes next to the fence, more often between two other cars on the front garden (so I have to make sure I don't dink one of the others).
Fairygirl/Daughter, "yup Yorkies" all done and dusted lots of crashing and banging from the kitchen as they wash up!!!! Sweet and sour Pork vanished as did the Yorkies.
G/G, sounds interesting having started on jeeps then Austin Champs (the most unstable vehicle I ever drove) then just about every Marque of Land Rover Range Rover built up to 1976 they were not easy to drive. At least you could see your tail, in some of the Armour I drove you had a few degrees of view either side reversing was guess work.
Parallel parking is all about position to start the reverse, it amazes me that many women and the odd man try to nose into the parks where it is obvious it ain't going to go.
On Norton Green where I park to go to my local friendly butcher you often see people pass a place that I then reverse into, no confidence is what I put it down to.Still all the years I have driven I happily get into my Daughters cars, they are good drivers, A couple of the lads I am saying my prayers as we travel.
Frank.
I used to be a right whizz with the parallel parking when we lived down a narrow cul-de-sac with parking allowed on half the pavement.
Since we moved to somewhere with a drive, open roads & few cars I've gone native & just "drive it in & dump it" - Actually I don't, but I don't take quite the trouble that I would in town.
I'm a very polite driver & always wave & smile if someone lets me out, hubby (passenger) does too, if he's nearer. He's a great "door holder-opener" receiving varying degrees of thanks (never abuse fortunately) & I always hold doors & thank those who do.
Politeness costs nothing, however if I'm in a shop or walking along the pavement & people are slow I (so my Mum used to tell me!!) tend to barge through.
When she was in a wheelchair & we took her out everybody was exceptionally helpful - it was really noticeable.
I tend to find it easier to reverse into a parking space than go into it forwards, using my mirrors as Father-in-law taught me - if you can see daylight between yourself & what you're reversing into, you're OK. I think a lot of it is down to confidence and practice, because I've practiced an awful lot doing reverse parking (and in a range rover it's easy, where your boot stops is the back of your car), because I have a space on my front garden, I always park there (not everyone does, making it dangerous because our road is used as a rat run to avoid traffic lights and a speed trap on the A57). Because I don't like parking on the pavement (after all, it's for pedestrians), I don't often have to parallel park.
I've seen Russ and Gary Swift doing parallel parking - by doing handbrake turns in a mini. That was something to behold!
I can parallel park if I have to. I'd just prefer not to have to!
The best two compliments I ever had about driving were from men who both told me I drove like a man. They meant I drove accurately and cheekily. Unless I misunderstood and it was an insult! 
Frank, that sounds like a great lunch! You can hold a door open for me any time I always say thank you. I have recognised that my days of getting chivalry through pulling power are well behind me, but I do sweet, motherly old lady rather well!