This was a nice week; on Tuesday (‘Sunny Side Up’) I was stopped twice in the street by people to tell me how lovely I looked. I really appreciated their words, because it would have been much easier for both people to merely go along their way and say nothing, but they both chose to show kindness to a stranger. This is even more significant in today’s society where if a comment is made – even a positive one – there is every chance all one would receive for their trouble is a mouthful of abuse, or worse. So I always appreciate very much when someone takes the chance to say something positive, and thank them graciously.
This brings me to another point of contention – the good old-fashioned wolf whistle. There are, as with most matters, two ways to take them – some will regard them as an insult and/or demeaning, others will take them as a compliment/sign of appreciation (I am in the latter camp). A genuine compliment of any kind always puts a smile on my face and a spring in my step, and that can only be a good thing.