Mrs M played in her tennis competition this morning. She plays with a group of fellow Disneyland inmates against various other taaitaais (married woman in Cantonese). They lost, although it was close. What is more interesting is the host team then has to put on a lunch for the visitors. Mrs M reports the other team was very pleasant company and good time was had by all.

Now if this was men, there would have been a couple of big differences. The winners would have heartily tucked into lunch, mentioning how yummy it all was and how good life was. In the meantime the losers would be mumbling how they had lost their appetite, and how they weren't really playing their best, how fierce the breeze had been, how that old ankle injury played up and how current world events distracted them for the entire match. The winners would again comment how delightful the arrangements were how and how good the losers would all look in dresses and make-up. The losers would now be staring glumly as the winners dined on what should be their lunch. The spiral would continue until it came time to leave, when there would be pleasantries like from the losers "Go to hell you bovine ingrates" and a sarcastic "Thanks ladies" from the winners.

I think this a clear example of a difference between men and women.