Emancipation brought to heel

IN the late 1940s, my late Aunt Winnie (my father’s sister-in-law), who was born in Flintshire, North Wales, yet had a Lancashire or Yorkshire accent, told chapel goers a story.

She said: “Women and girls used to go to the mill in clogs! Yet, that’s changed – it’s stiletto heels now!” Women’s lib I suppose, or does it make an ounce of difference if I call it the emancipation of women?

Farm fare

From: Frank Wilson, Beaumont Park, Huddersfield

YOUR recent correspondents Alison Waite and Mrs Madeleine Ulyett complain that Tesco and Sainsbury’s are fooling customers by promoting and selling foreign meat products when their expectation and preference is for UK and local fare (Yorkshire Post, August 21). May I suggest to these ladies that they get along to their local butcher or farm shop where they can not only buy British but are likely to find meat that has been sourced from farmers local to where they live.

Hair raising

From: Norman Armistead, Green Park Avenue, Cayton, Scarborough.

WITH regard to the ongoing correspondence concerning Jeremy Paxman’s facial hair (Yorkshire Post, August 20), can I ask whether or not designer stubble is classified as a beard? And would there have been as much fuss if he had allowed the hair on his upper lip to grow? I just wonder!

No winners

From: A Davies, Heathfield Court, Grimsby.

THE recent letter from P Tranmer (Yorkshire Post, August 22) on gambling reminded me of an occasion many years ago when Donald Soper was speaking on the subject of gambling. A heckler interrupted: “Isn’t life insurance gambling?” “Yes”, replied Soper. “But do you want to win?”