Ginger nut
Being ginger is a bit like being a vampire. You can't go out in sun. You can't see yourself in a mirror, at least until you have painted on some features.Plus people are a bit afraid of you - that temper - not to mention those rumours about s*xual appetite
But turns out to be worth it after all! the fact that I am as fit as a flea, can trot up stairs, outwalk the dog, misbehave very enjoyably and have no aches, pains, twinges or arthritis, is thanks to the ginger gene!
The good news is that nearly everyone anywhere within range of those naughty Vikings (that's most of the UK and a fair chunk of Europe, and we ended up spreading over most of the world in the centuries since) has a ginger ancestor.
Embrace your inner ginger guys especially could suddenly find themselves very popular in the baby-making stakes, as women world-wide decide to rope the ginger gene into their future babies
Well of course it may all turn out to be nothing like as exciting as it sounds right now. I'm just chuffed as hell to find there really is an advantage after all to being a ginger nut.
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However people are scared enough of me that if I point to them and say you! heel! you're my friend for now! they daren't argue. It works out.
Once you've travelled what, 20? 22? hours in a plane, you sort of need to do everything within a few hours range while you're there because it aint going to happen again in a hurry.
Someone told me he likes a good sun holiday. Probably not on the agenda this year.
Get a water gun and make sure no one falls asleep and can entertain you adequately.
In all fairness we also did some spectacular art galleries and general exploring and I'm not sure I'd want a jet of cold water when I was pottering happily round a flea market. Compromise, compromise.
White hair now that puts the blockers on things, think I shave it off
Redhed Days (Roodherigandag) held in Breda, Netherlands the 1st weekend in September.
See also...
YouTube Irish Redhead Convention 2015
For y'all who wish to improve your descendants' genetic makeup...
Ginger online speed dating
I'm doin' quite well with the marketing, wouldn't you agree Biff?
BTW - Up all night? See Wolfie's blog. :laugh
Biff has practically already booked her flights for the Irish Convention
At least it gives me plenty of time to book my holidays for the same time
Out of the country
I shall go to one of Mick's instead
Banana Boat Summer Color Self-Tanning Lotion, Deep Dark Color
No 'spotted cow' look.
I'm not sure I should reveal this secret. The world may be suddenly swarmed with pseudo-Gingers.
Should some of that self-tanning stuff get on hair that might be less colorful than it once was (redex) it turns it perfectly convincing Autumn Ginger.
So I've been told, anyway.
I, of course, being a natural Autumn have NEVER had to resort to such fakery. Ever.
Not even on temples, which may become pigment challenged with age. In some people. But NOT me.
I prefer the soft gold look to deep tan but, er, have made a note of your product's effect on hair colour. Just in case, of course. Right now I'm blonder every time I look in the mirror, and that's quite fun, but if it starts to look grey, hmm. Good to know ...
As I figure it...
Statistically that should randomly occur in about two in every 10,000 pairings, worldwide. And that makes my grandkids DOUBLE Gingers.
As I figure it...
There are only about 1.4 million such people.
In the entire world!
That is a very good thing.
When we Gingers implement our plan to take control of the world they'll be like royalty; probably be given a kingdom or something.
Pretty cool, huh?
You've been noted, Parsnips. Oh yes. You've been noted!
It's not going to be well with you once the takeover has been completed.
You may run.......but you'll only die tired!
You'd best get the hell out while the gettin' is good.
Just sayin'.
Note to self...and broker.
Add Banana Boat Stock to investment portfolio.
Earmark the usual percentage of profits to the Revolution.
We are so smart. And they are SOOO dumb!
I'm all for upping the profile, sure, but softee softee catchee monkee. They must beg us to rule. It is the Ginger Way.
I'll see what I can do for Parsnips. Maybe.
Caly doesn't want to be Ginger; Molly's skipping the country to avoid the Redhead Festival.
How 'bout we gamble for their souls, too?
I'll send a mail to so she can get in on the fun, too.
Not that SHE needs a freckle.
Ian!
I imagine that prospect would affect any female to the point where their knickers dissolve.
I just happen to be out of the country on that unspecified date
"hug a ginga day" is officially May 25 here.
...and if you're visiting OZ soon, ask Pat to accompany you to NZ...I'm sure we could offer him some of our kiwi charm...
Keep it up!