Since I managed to concoct a short reply to my American correspondent on the subject of English women, I thought it might as well go public. They all add to the statistics. (And I saw Coco today. She said 'hello.' Come to think of it, I also saw Sophie in the library. She said 'thank you.' She always does. Such a sweet spirit.)
English women vary widely. The 'English rose' still exists, but is
becoming ever more rare. And you have to remember that traces of the
traditional English class system still remain. Upper class women are
generally very 'correct,' but also resourceful and resilient. Middle
class women tend to favour designer clothes, designer furniture,
designer children, and secret overindulgence in alcohol. Lower class
women decline to accept that alcohol has limits, and can be as tough as
you'll find anywhere. That's especially true of Newcastle on Tyne in the
north east, where young women are famous for going clubbing on the
coldest winter nights, roaming the streets in a drunken stupor, fighting
whatever needs fighting, and wearing a maximum of three square inches
of fabric. Coats aren't allowed in Newcastle.
I'm generalising, but generally right.
Now all I have to do is find a missile screen that can handle incoming bananas.