I’m back in the throbbing metropolis of Bedford, my adopted home town for the past 15+ years, for a few days. A cold snap has hit the town, and I’ve just spent a most enjoyable evening at The Banker’s Draft, to my mind the better of the two JD Wetherspoon’s pubs in the town.
As I was leaving the pub – at 23:23 precisely – I noticed that four people were working outside, on the high street, digging up the road for some doubtless important reason. On a bitterly cold evening, all four were men. The odds against that being the case must be astronomical and there can only be one explanation:
Damn the Patriarchy for denying women these job opportunities!
