I'm sorry if you are of gorgeous auburn locks, of red rubyness, of autumnal colours but I'm afraid when it comes to the attraction stakes I have yet to find one that has set the juices flowing. As a lady, yes I feel lady is the correct description, of the best years ever * the decade of 40's, I feel I have some experience here that I can draw on. My years of expert window shopping of the opposite sex what ever the time of day I have yet to do the old double take when I have already clocked that curly carrot top. What is it about being ginger that had my sister and I worrying when we were pregnant with our relevant off spring that they might inherit the ginger gene from 2 generations ago? Why does the thought of ginger pubes make my skin crawl more than say grey ones? Why do gingers get such a bashing? Why does there appear to be so many in the limelight. Be it Ron Weasley, Rebekah Brookes or Boris Becker they always seem to have high profiles whether it be in the media or the business world. Why does this small representation of the population seem to be taking over the world?
Whilst playing a very sophisticated game last night called " who would you rather" with clearly an equally very sophisticated group of friends it was on the posing question of "who would you rather Ron Weasley or Daniel Radcliffe or die " that my true gingerphobia was revealed ( thanks god they didn't pose one about dwarves because that would have ended it for me ) Yes I would rather die than "do" Ron. Sorry Ron.