So it was a lovely Saturday evening and Mrs PP and I thought we’d not sit in front of the TV all night, so we got on the bikes and cycled off to a local pub that’s just been refurbished for a bite to eat and a few shandies. All good. Said pub is fairly posh, some people were dressed up, some dressed down. There were couples on dates, other diners, mates having a laff, birthday parties. It’s a nice spot.
I’m wearing shorts, a hoody, sandals. Mrs PP similar, but in jeans. (This will be relevant later) Nobody takes any notice of us, we have a nice time, I pass the time with others at the bar. Everyone is happy.
At one point these three girls totter through the pub – “Ay-up” I whisper “Girls Aloud have just walked in”
You couln’t miss them. Tiny lycra dresses, massive high heels, fake tan, an inch of makeup, almost identical bleached hair. Not ugly, in fact fairly good looking in an airbrushed-Maxim-photoshoot style, but they’d overstepped sexy and ended up cheap and tarty, but otherwise unremarkable.
Anyway, they took 10 seconds to walk through the room and were gone, outside. They never saw or heard us in the corner, and I thought no more of it.
We finished our last beer (DoomBar, if you want to know) and headed off. It was about 9.30pm. Still light.
Just down the road the road widens and there are some lights. Approaching, the lights turn red and we stop, middle lane (Left lane goes left, wide junction)
Again you couldn’t miss them but said 3 girls are making their way along the pavement to our left as we slow down….
(At this point I should say that they were heading into Farnborough, which is pretty much a desert for entertainment: There is only 1 pub within a mile. There are no clubs. From there to town is mainly offices, industrial units, car dealers and car parks. Where they were heading is anyone’s guess)
As we slowed I heard one of them comment on my footwear. It’s not unusual for a bloke to wear sandals, it’s summer, so what? I didn’t hear every word, but oh yes, I was meant to, and it was insulting.
I blanked them and ignored it. We stop at the lights.
Then they started at Mrs PP, but I couldn’t hear a word of it at this point, but Mrs PP, bless her, gives as good as she gets and answered back something along the lines of “At least I don’t look cheap like you”
I’m trying to stay out of it but Mrs PP can’t and shoots off toward them on her bike.
‘Oh nooooooooo’ I think. ‘Screaming match coming up’
So I follow at a distance, hoping to calm things down…. But, no, Mrs PP just executes a fast, close pass, scares the bejezus out of them and is gone. I’m left to deal with more insults but I don’t stop, I just shoot off.
On quizzing Mrs PP, apparently they had a pop at her which ended in “….She looks like she’s nearly 40”
Mrs PP is 38.
OK, maybe she should have ignored them, but why would 3 strangers start insulting us for no reason? I’ve never seen them before, never really crossed their paths, never said a word….I’ve only come across this once before in a posh wine bar in Reading. On the whole I avoid such places and people like the plague though.
But why? I really don’t understand……..
What did they hope to gain?

Sounds like they were just being bitchy Pete. I should imagine they have their own insecurities to deal with and would rather snipe about other people than deal with them.

Clearly feeling VERY insecure about themselves, have noticed your missus not dressing tarty and slu** (like they probably were) and thought she looks good but feel jealous so have to start the insults … picked the wrong girl. Good on Mrs PP!!!!

You should have pushed them off the pavement..

You should have pushed them off the pavement..

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Is 38 not nearly 40?

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To be honest PP, given the size of you they were banking on you being one of those blokes who won’t slap a woman, no matter how rude they are.

apparently they had a pop at her which ended in “….She looks like she’s nearly 40”
Mrs PP is 38.

That’s a weird replay for 3 Bakewell’s to come up with?

To be fair, it would have got my Mrs going too, that remark.

Funny how the prettier half get upset with age jibes, anyway hope it did not spoil your evening too much.

You are drawing a distinction between being nasty about someone’s appearance when you reckon they can’t hear, and being rude at them more loudly so they do hear and are upset. I agree that there’s a social line there certainly, and it’s one most people observe.

But I’m not sure you get to keep the high ground while posting that a girl you don’t know looked cheap and tarty, but otherwise unremarkable, do you? 🙂

I think all women are remarkable.

I think all women are nuts. I guess thats why we men like them so much.

Sat on the beach yesterday i began a conversation about ‘the blue planet’ and Mr Attenboroughs narration about elephants seals…off course i was taking the pi$$ out of the 4 sunbathing slugs nearby(very nearby)..

I call it taking the pi$$, remarks about how someone looks should only by taken as offensive, if they have a point…..

Your remarks as they came in were no better IMHO, only the girls weren’t so shy about saying their remarks out load.

If you’re going to say something, make it be heard! If you don’t like the responses then shut it

You’re all racialists 😡

*totters out on 16″ heels*

Shut it!
SLAP

Never been slapped for being offensive in public…guess it’s the way i say it….you can be snide and bitchy or say it with a smile..one gets a different response to the other..Most people are just grateful for the attention their distinct looks get them.

You are drawing a distinction between being nasty about someone’s appearance when you reckon they can’t hear, and being rude at them more loudly so they do hear and are upset.

Cast iron fact they couldn’t hear me. They were outside when I said it.
Plus when has likening someone to Girls Aloud been insulting? In the dim and distant past I was once told I looked like Brad Pitt (They must have been mad, more like an Arm Pit, me!) But yeah, I see your point
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TBH it left me just bemused, not insulted….I’ve been called far worse on here! BadlyWiredDog does some great insults, actually.
(BWD – 😉 )

sharki – not at you. Just going a bit John Thaw I’m afraid.

PP, is it because you secretly fancied them and have been thinking about a fantasy foursome (and I’m not insinuating that you’ve been hoping for a miraculous return of the Beatles) all weekend? 😆

PP, is it because you secretly fancied them and have been thinking about a fantasy foursome

Try to imagine a sexual party with PP…

PP, is it because you secretly fancied them and have been thinking about a fantasy foursome

LOL!
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Really, really, REALLY not my type.

Shut it!
SLAP

*swoons*

I love a real man.

Try to imagine a sexual party with PP…

Stop that thought RIGHT THERE matey!
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Really, really, REALLY not my type.

Oh come on, you’d give it a go if only to find out if there are any bits that hadn’t been dipped in ronseal quick dry fence treatment.

PMSL @ ADH!

Quality!

(Stop sirring… 😉 )

The Swan* on Farnborough Road ?

* pub location not flappy bird thing

Andy – Yep. Spot on. Nice innit? Good grub, too. 😀

I was sat with my brother in Durham at the weekend, on the smoking terrasse of a pub we used to frequent a lot when we were younger, watching the world go by. I like to think I look fairly good, so does my brother.

But I’m pretty sure that the delightful young ladies teetering past on their enormous heels with their clingy little dresses riding up over their arses think we look like a pair of sad old tramps (probably gay tramps if they imagine that such things exist), and also that (at 30ish) we are impossibly old and belong to a different species.

The gulf of understanding between a middle aged couple on bikes in their extreme-sports alternative casual-wear and a posse of dolled-up teen hotties heading off to sample the delights of Saturday night Farnborough is huge. They maybe didn’t imagine you spoke their language or anything.

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BD – Godd point, but you probably look a lot better than me though…
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>Andy – Yep. Spot on. Nice innit? Good grub, too

Must admit that I preferred it in it’s former spit and sawdust state. Served cracking ales, unfortunately the new owners seem more interested in the food business than the ales.

Ahh, but they have Doombar, which is a belting pint, and they had another guest ale there too…
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If you had to have a go back are you as insecure as them?

Me and some mate got strangely harangued by a couple of orange painted munters a few years ago. Weird. I think it’s something to do with prolonged exposure to creosote, WKD and shagging in skips.

I told them to “#### off”. A finely crafted and succinct repost I thought.

>Ahh, but they have Doombar, which is a belting pint, and they had another guest ale there too.

OK, hope to be back working in the ‘boro soon and the Swan is a short stroll from the office 🙂

If you had to have a go back are you as insecure as them?

In my OP, I never mentioned that I had a go back.
But apparently – (directed at me, before I’d uttered a word) – “What’s your problem?”
To which my answer was that “I have no problem at all, love” (I’m from Nottinghamshire: EVERYONE is ‘love’, OK, so shoot me for it!) “but I don’t think you’ll get much business here”

Sink to their level? More like talk their language IMO…
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“but I don’t think you’ll get much business here”

Niiiice. This was a really edifying exchange all round wasn’t it? 🙄 😀

Just friendly advice, I thought….
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I am channelling hora pretty strongly here, but I would really, really like go out with a proper panda-eyed orange girl one day. It’d probably do my self-esteem long-term damage, but it’s got to be worth the experiment.

So basically a case of middle aged man not understanding young girls and young girls not understanding middle aged couple on bikes. I doubt theyd get much luck at the local bar dressed up in their windproof mac and walking boots just as youd not get on too well covered in fake tan and a mini skirt.

They prob heard you in the bar from outside.. its a known fact women have super hearing when it comes to stuff like that, this would kind of mean you flung the first stone so Id just man up and take it on the chin.

Weird. I think it’s something to do with prolonged exposure to creosote, WKD and shagging in skips

LOL, awesome and succinctly put.

maybe one of them did overhear your comment? Maybe there’s more to this than you’re posting. Either way, no-one really came out of this looking great.

They prob heard you in the bar from outside

No they didn’t. Not possible in any way shape or form. You weren’t there so you know diddly squat.
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Maybe there’s more to this than you’re posting

No there really isn’t. I have now added the only detail I missed off the OP, but you’ll have to take my word for that, sorry. And there’s a lot of detail in my OP too!
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Either way, no-one really came out of this looking great.

You’re not wrong there pal! I’ve never had any good looks and they looked a right state!
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