I actually have a bit of fun with all of this, for every now and
then I have visitors from the city. Now alot of modern city homes
look more like shiny show homes, not a thing ouf of place and not
a speck of dirt anywhere. Thats not your typical country home.

So when these city women can't help themselves but comment on
my house, I just point out that housework is womens work and boy
that gets them going :)

Sheesh Poirot. Perhaps your partner should buy you an axe for your
birthday. That should keep you busy and guarantee the winter firewood
supply...

RObert those birds are pooping a lot more after I borrowed a slug gun.
Weeding done Poirot, lawn still needs a trim.
Yabby, me too bachelor and love the Mrs Buckets, not returned love but fun.
Couple have told me in strong terms what they would do with me IF!
Winston Churchill , in reply to Lady Astor, a true Mrs Bucket.
She if you had been my husband I would poison you!
He Madam if that was so I would drink it.

Aw shucks, Yabs - now you think I'm a controlling woman....

(those gutters and downpipes look a bit shabby, Belly. Get on to that will you)

Accctuuallly...I've just mowed the lawn, tied up my unruly tomatoes and sung my chooks a lullaby, vacuumed ect, and am just about to take up two pairs of gentleman's trousers - so it evens out in the end : )

This I have always known, "women often fall in love with men they see as flawed, men perceived in need of repair, in fact.

Once they have successfully changed the man into the new de-flawed model, they usually go on to the next flawed one.
The cycle beginning again, the old model having lost his original attractiveness. (lol).

Is this maternal instinct or a natural need for control ?. I think the former.

My patient wife (the love of my life) and I celebrated our 40th year of un-marriage recently. We took the dog for a walk down our street holding hands.

"The neighbours will think we were weird", she said.
I said, " we are, we still love each other and find each other attractive after all this time ".
We both laughed and shared our private moment.

Our street like many others, is a patchwork quilt of broken families and 2nd or 3rd timers. Relationships consist of a union of assets extracted from former attempts, (in older neighbours) the post menopausal (both parties) need for company.

I'm not sure they know what they have missed, or why or how they have missed it.

Meanwhile the patient love of my life (I mentioned earlier) still presses on with the job of acting in my best interests and is still prepared to hold my hand in public. Even though I continue to be the same significantly flawed model she first fell in love with. As I say after all this time.

Above all, I think it important, that we not lose sight of the glorious difference between the genders and understand that human progress, innovation etc, has gone quite well, without any previous attempt to homogenise the sex's. No good outcome will ever be derived this way. In fact we will have lost something. That's my theory anyway.

Anyway, I love my instinctive female other half. I hope she loves me although I have never understood why she should or would.
This, like she, are still a mystery to me.

*Aw shucks, Yabs - now you think I'm a controlling woman....*

Nope Poirot, I don't think you are the type. Bossy control freaks
of both genders stand out fairly well, IMHO. But seeing you were
giving Belly a bit of cheek, I thought I'd give a bit back

I do however know a farmer who bought his wife an axe for
Xmas. So she bought him a dishwasher :)