If your stress is being caused by something more than just the colour of the tablecloths or whether to wear a waistcoat and you are having a bout of the pre-wedding jitters, try not to worry. It is quite normal for both partners to feel a bit daunted and question what they are doing at some point during the engagement, particularly after a few deposits have been put down and money has been spent. Read the rest of this entry »
Archive for the ‘Engagement Ring’ Category
4
March
2009
When a man loves a woman, his primary goal is to make her happy. Through history, men have endured the competitive and hostile world of work because, at the end of the day, their struggles and efforts were justified by a woman’s appreciation. Tn a very real sense, his mate’s fulfillment was the reward that made a man’s labor worthwhile. Read the rest of this entry »
28
February
2009
In a similar way, when a man makes a mistake and a woman is on his case to remind him, he is not free to reflect on his error and plan to learn from it. When a woman corrects a man’s behavior, he instinctively moves to defend it by returning to his cave where only “Male” is spoken. Read the rest of this entry »
28
November
2008
In fairness, even the most dreadful line can work. A handsome Aussie has made himself the Terror of Earl’s Court with his killing parodies of the Private Eye gag, ‘Let’s uncoil the one-eyed trouser snake’. He could also pull out ‘pyjama python’ and the whole armoury of cod okkerisms when he felt like a textual variant. Read the rest of this entry »
11
October
2008
Not all men are wolves in gorilla’s clothing. There is a successful proposition for every unsuccessful one, and many men discover for themselves the truth of the old biblical adage, ‘ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find’. They don’t have to be great stylists. They simply have to make a woman feel as if they mean it for her, and for her alone. If they can do that, they can get away with the most . . . laid-back approaches. Read the rest of this entry »
11
October
2008
Now boys, three cheers for Venus, hip hip hip hooray. Oh how I enjoy sex and oh how I enjoy it. There have been many funny things about sex in my life that have made me laugh and so now I will tell you
`Will you be mine?’ This question which enshrines the classic marriage proposal can and does carry another meaning. Not all love encounters are fated to end in marriage. Ardent suitors frequently have something more immediate in view. Read the rest of this entry »
5
October
2008
In this sad moment, the fate of the couple is sealed. We can see ahead for them vistas of a lifetime of nappies, bills and rows, first the overcrowded house and then the empty nest. But Vic can think only of himself, and Ingrid’s tears provoke him to another spasm of disgust:
She’s sobbing away like billy-ho now. The hanky’s out and the waterworks are turned on good and proper. Read the rest of this entry »
29
September
2008
DOLLY LEVI: Horace, you can’t deny it, your wife would have to be a SOMEBODY. Answer me: am I a somebody?
VANDERGELDER: You are . . . you are . . . A wonderful woman.
DOLLY LEVI: Oh, you’re partial.
VANDERGELDER: Dolly, everybody knows that you could do anything you wanted to do Read the rest of this entry »
26
September
2008
Brutally Ransome fights off all remonstration, all reproach: ‘do you suppose I pretend not to be selfish?’ he demands. ‘She’s mine or she isn’t, and if she’s mine she’s all mine.’ Even the pleas of Verena herself have no impact on him:
‘Oh, let me off, let me off . . . its too terrible, it’s impossible. Now I want you to go away — I will see you tomorrow, as long as you wish. That’s all I want now; if you will only go away it’s not too late, and everything will be alright!’
In answer, Ransome simply states:
We shall catch the night train for New York, and the first thing in the morning we shall be married. Read the rest of this entry »
26
September
2008
‘I want to ask you a question.’
‘What?’ I said, in a small unpromising voice. ‘How would you like to be Mrs Buddy Willard?’
‘Man proposes, God disposes’, runs the proverb. And women have to put up with the mess they both make of it’, as one of England’s premier duchesses observes in her irreverent moments. Since society and custom have traditionally favoured men with the right of proposing, all too often women are no more than sitting ducks — and there are some terrible bird dogs around. Read the rest of this entry »