Ok, ok. Maybe not Cinders herself, but the whole idea of it.
Now, if you are a regular reader, forgive me. This may be a case of the pre-Christmas blues, a bout of PMT. Who knows? All I know is that I'm tired, pissed off, and feeling a bit sweary...
So Cinders is getting it.
I grew up wanting to be 'The Princess', I read the books, loved the fairytale. I was a proper girly girl.
Then I met my 'Prince Charming' at the innocent (yeah right!) age of 16. That's when the fairy tale went tits up. Now don't think I'm knocking my mister, we've been together for 25 yrs (don't do the math!). He is a good husband, and a great father. He's the love of my life and we will be together til the end.
However, even the best Prince Charming, can turn into your own Victor Meldrew!
Also, when Cinderella got married, she got to put the mop and brush away. I bet she doesn't get to come home from the school run, to be confronted with dirty pants and socks, tucked into the furniture.
I bet she doesn't have to go out for dinner alone, just to have a break. Or make a 'pop to the shop' last half an hour, just for the peace it offers.
Her pets help her clean, and they are happy doing it. My dog just pulls all my cushions down, so he can be comfy, while he sleeps all day! Mine pet doesn't pull a pumpkin, just leaves pumpkin sized 'gifts' by the front door, when he's mad at me.
I bet Prince Charming is still romantic, isn't he!? Gawd love him, my mister is about as romantic as being slapped in the face with a wet fish, on a summers day.
Oh, and Buttons! I bet he just accepted that Cinders was in love, and stayed friends. I bet Prince Charming doesn't sulk, or assumed something iffys going on, just because her friend is of the opposite sex.
So, this Sunday, as I sit watching Cinderella panto, where she blossoms from, poor little slave girl, to beautiful princess........
I'm going to be rooting for the ugly sisters and bringing the fairy God mother home with me!!