So some of you will have noticed I’ve been posting about my recent road trip and you could be forgiven for thinking that my take on getting out and about is, “Nothing to worry about, just do it, all will be fine”.
There is a certain credibility to than sentiment but it’s equally as true to trust your spider senses when going about your business.
On the last night of my time away I planned to visit a Chinese restaurant I’d frequented before. It’s situated in a residential development, just outside the town centre, so less likely to have folks who’d been in a pub for a few hours and then decided to get something to eat. Another advantage of this place was there are windows on 2 sides so it’s easy to see in and gauge the diners.
So dressed in my LBD and heels
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I parked nearby and did my little fly by. Looking through one window I could see a mixed gender group of about 15 or so 18-20 year olds. Had the hallmarks of a birthday party so that, while not a show stopper in itself, said caution. Through the next window I could see 5 or 6, perhaps this time 16-18 year old males, sat around a table, all wearing their bomber jackets, lolling back in the chairs with their hands in their pockets. While it’s wrong to stereotype in the way we here often get stereotyped incorrectly, my spider senses told me they weren’t discussing the social economic policies of the developing world and the implications for global trade.
So I trusted my instincts and gave the restaurant a miss.
As it happens there’s a gastro pub 50 yards away where it’s also possible to see in and gauge the clientele. This night mainly middle aged couples and the odd 20 somethings.
So in I went, was meeted and greeted professionally, shown to a table where I was surrounded by 3 tables with couples 30 years and plus who did not noticeably react to my presence at all. I ate my 2 course meal, paid the bill, visited the ladies stopping to comb my hair and freshen my lippy before leaving to make my way home.
So there’s the thing. Being out and about safely relies on you staying alert and doing proper risk assessment. And if it feels wrong then it probably is. I will also temper that by saying in 6 days being fully enfemme this was the only time I felt discretion was the better part of valour.