Notice: Women only!

- Have you ever done a women's rally? The question came from the lady next to me who was sewing Log Cabin during a quilting weekend in the southwest of Sweden a couple of years back. - No, I replied cautiously. I have never been in the least interested in sportscars or rally driving, and I detest in particular those rallies that are placed in the deep forests where animals are supposed to live peacefully. -You ought to try, it’s such great fun! I go every autumn, we're a few women who go together, and now we bring our husbands along too. I looked in astonishment at my neighbour at the sewingtable. She was well over fifty and hence not in the age where one races around the curves in a car on only two wheels and with the engine roaring. She went on: - My man, oh I get rid of him at big stores for cars, motors and such. He doesn't know it, but we call those stores "kindergarten for grown up men". 

I smiled at the expression, but now I had gotten to the point where I just had to know what the women's rally really was! And before I had time to make a fool of myself with sour remarks on car pollution and protection of wild-life, she took out a large number of pamflets from the textile-factories and wholesale-stores in Borås, a town in the southern inland of Sweden. So this was it! The women's rally took them to all these places on bustours for quilting women! And while these ladies rallied around on fabric bargains, their husbands sat, completely unaware of their wives activities, in the motorstores enjoying the latest models in lawnmowers and motorheater... . And with a slight touch of triumph in her voice she added: - Then we show our men about half of what we've bought when we come to pick them up at the socalled kindergarten for men after the rally.