I remember the first time I ever went down to Wales to meet my in laws, we were dragged off to the " 'Stute" (the Miners Institute) by DH's mum and dad, and it was bingo night. I had never played bingo so politely declined a card, and sat there, not daring to speak, for most of the evening while this was taking place. Riveting stuff, I can tell you ?. I think it just reinforced my mother in law's opinion that I was a snotty English cow and DH should have chosen a nice Welsh girl instead! A couple of years ago, while visiting the family, we ran into the one she had originally got marked out for him. Enough said!!
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Should women have equal pay and opportunities?