...... to think most men become grumpier and more intolerant as they age

Jingle

Twenty five years ago the most recent of my wives left me, after giving me six months notice. Thirteen years after that a partner of eleven years died. Since then I can moan and groan and grumble, and there is no-one to shout at me, or help me, depending on the circumstances

Today I have found that there are forty eight Topics on Gransnet and most of them deliberately dont include any of my interests. Why am I victimised ?

Because you choose to conjure up that victim emotion maybe. Or strayed into completely wrong forum by mistake?

Do, what does interest you? We are all ears.

Yes, GNHQ deliberately failed to include any of your interests, Daman!

Do you really believe that gransnet found out your interests and deliberately did not include them so as to be nasty to you, or are you having a laugh?

If you would like to start a thread about something that interests you, it is very easy. Have a look at the "topics" tab and start a new conversation.

Or maybe even paranoid emotions?

Ooooh! Can we have a paranoid emoticon??

grandparenting, relationships, health, chat, religion, politics, gardening ,in the news - really nothing here for you*Daman*??
What do you want - please please don't say car maintenance or football thus reinforcing the male stereotype !

I did start something today about emotional man, but now I am perplexed because I think it has run off with gracesmum

Forty eight topics? There are hundreds, There's even one on 'how to tune a ukelele'. If you want me to I can start one on parrots [I've been wanting to for ages]. Don't tell me you're not interested in parrots .

Sorry - I hadn't realised I wasn't allowed to play

It's ok gracesmum cus I like being in your 'emotional intelligence' playground now. Such fun.

crimson If it was not emotionally negative I could lust after parrots

If I understood that I'd find it very worrying....

I'm lost on every blasted word by everybody practically.

more and more ...

I have one of these too. Mine even rants at inanimate objects when things go wrong (as they often do!) I've tried all the above and just ignore him now...but he still rants.

Parrot or OH?

I'm not a grumpy old man - not a specially grumpy old woman either - but I do sometimes have a rant at inanimate objects, like the vacuum cleaner or the washing machine both of which seem to take on a life of their own.

So I have just come across this thread and cut and pasted some relevant bits to include in an email to my H not my DH note. i am sick to death of being bullied and feelilng like treading on eggshells and muttered at and all the rest of it when I do something that displeases the other half. I have had a rotten illness recently and he has hated me being ill to the extent of lying down on the sofa feeling sorry for himself much of the time. He has got much worse as he has got older. He storms out of the room and/or shouts at me if I scratch my foot (I have eczema and it does drive me mad) even if only scratching the outside of a sock! He mutters loudly and pulls faces if I do something he disproves of. He walks off in town or goes all huffy if I end up even speaking to a stranger sometimes. If I dont keep up with him walking along he gets huffy. He is no saint himself as he tends to pick at his nails and chews his fingers which is awful but do I shout at him to stop? Do I storm out of the room? All I do is touch his hand to stop him biting his nails or fingers or picking at them. He considers his behaviour to me okay though. So I have emailed him and told him I want it to stop - I will not be bullied or intimidated at a time in my life where i should be enjoying semi retirement. He even tells me what to do in my voluntary work which drives me daft as it is me who has a Masters Degree in the work I do not him. I have warned him I will take my half of the house and buy somewhere else to live in peace on my own. I have told him the ball is in is court. We shall see.

Nantassles. That definitely is a case of 'Leave the Bastard' or, bury him under the patio.

Crikey, nantassles! I was going to post a minor critique of my own DH, but having read about yours I think I should fall at his feet and thank the Lord for him!