Thank You Red Foxes!

Once a year, the Red Foxes group holds a regional luncheon, inviting 24 other Red Hat groups. Red Hat ladies 50 and over wear red and purple, and under, pink and lavender. It’s for fellowship; ladies go out to dinner, tea rooms – last week the Red Foxes went to a “mum” festival.

The organization – started in the United States – has gone international. At today’s luncheon, Red Foxes will get together with the Sizzling Sisters, the Curvacious Honeybees, Razzledazzle Sweethearts, Ruby Darlings and other humorously named groups. The Pop Tarts will perform in their Go-go boots!

Named after the Jenny Joseph poem, the Red Hat ladies are just “girls who want to have fun!”


When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me,
And I shall spend my pension
on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals,
and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,
And run my stick along the public railings,
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens,
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,
Or only bread and pickle for a week,
And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats
and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,
And pay our rent and not swear in the street,
And set a good example for the children.
We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me
are not too shocked and surprised,
When suddenly I am old
and start to wear purple!


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