...........I'm a boy, I'm a boy..........

....and so am I........only sometimes it's like I'm not.

Today I made a real effort...out to see the boys............dealt with a pile if paperwork............and then went to meet the girls from work for coffee.

Now I realise I was the only bloke with 8 women.............and I like female company............it's one of the things I've missed most since retiring............but did the conversation have to swirl round ladies operations, female body parts, cooking, shaving legs, even an upcoming birth?...............a little mention of football........or cars.......or fishing would have been nice............they did include me.to ask if I'm eating, sleeping and looking after myself properly.

Don't get me wrong.............I love them all to bits......and I'm so grateful that they invite me to come along every Friday........and they give great hugs............even got one from hebs today...............I  just think I'm turning into one of the girls................I used to be one of the boys...........I used to be the scary one............now I'm sometimes one of the girls

I'm only joking.....really it's good that they can talk openly about things when I'm there............and I'll see you all next week girls.

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