The only thing we have to fear is fear itself and women

Flicking through the Western Daily Press the other day, a letter caught my eye. Although as a Bournmouthian he was a long way from home he nevertheless recounts a common experience in my own life. I mean, who hasn’t, whilst venturing abroad in England’s cities fair, seen provocatively-dressed women laughing and talking?

Worse still, if one sticks one’ nose in the air and harrumphs loudly whilst passing them, they only laugh all the louder!

It’s an epidemic, nay, a WAR. Yes - it’s as bad as a war. Just as Simon Jenkins was correct to classify to the regeneration of Portobello Road as rape, so this is war- but don’t take my word for it - see for yourself the unmitigated hell of a Bournemouth Hen do.

 

The only thing he left out is how many of them, to judge by their reaction to me, must be lesbians.

"In Fear of Foul and Abusive Women

I was not the least surprised to learn that a judge has condemned Ladettes who are turning the city of dreaming spires, Oxford, into a war zone.

We have the same problem down here in Bournemouth. I will not venture into the town centre after 10pm (particularly on Fridays and Saturdays) for fear of having to run the gauntlet of drink and/or drug fuelled , foul mouthed provocatively dressed ladettes- who seem to think it’s funny to stagger around screaming abuse at anyone they take exception to. In fact, if four letter obscenities did not exist - most of them would be incapable of speech.

As many of them are in hen-night groups, I can’t help but feel sorry for their husbands-to-be. Sadly it is increasingly common (pun intended) for women to behave like anti-social louts - they are far more threatening than young men who may be boisterous, but do not generally behave in an aggressive manner to other members of the public...”