Looking back at the posts written a year ago when I first started this blog I’m a bit embarrassed about one in particular. My list of the kind of people I don’t follow on twitter made great good sense to me at the time and I stand by point two and three (don’t follow anyone who has an impossible number of followers unless their name is Stephen Fry and don’t follow anyone who is impossibly good looking.) It’s point number one that pricks my conscience…
How blinkered and curmudgeonly of me (dictionary definition of curmudgeon is an ill-tempered person full of resentment and stubborn notions, often old) to take against women who have a hubster rather than a husband.
In true blog style I’ll list why I now feel I was wrong.
There are so many language misdemeanours why pick on a single example
And if I was going to highlight one why choose something so gender specific. I mean I hate the phrase “the wife” with a passion. Unless used in police reports, the word wife should always be preceded by a pronoun as in his wife, my wife
In the great scheme of things hubster does absolutely no harm at all. It’s an affectionate term – why should I stick my nose in. One woman’s hubster is another woman’s Romeo.
He who is without sin should cast the first stone etc etc. We all have habitual phrases and words we use as a kind of default – often without realising it
Don’t judge anyone by one word. I say this with feeling as shortly after writing that original post I started to follow (twitter & blog) someone who wrote interesting and lively tweets about the kind of things I’m interested in. As luck would have it, we were both booked on the same small writer’s retreat so I soon discovered that she was also a very nice person, as interesting as her blog and a kind, thoughtful companion. And yes, she has a hubster, not a husband. If she’s reading this: SORRY