Will she wear a jumper saying BIRMINGHAM when she flies back?
omg who the duck other than a show off chav goes to Paris wearing a Paris logo jumper...the whole plane must be laughing at her. especially the flight crew, they find that kind of thing hilarious. I have many friends who are stewards and stewardesses. the people i know would be asking her "do you have an onward flight from paris?" to take the piss.Howling at her jumper... she looks like a chav... anything but tres chic for Paris
I'm just glad they are not in London rather than Paris this weekend as I am going away for the first time since August last year for a weekend and cannot bloody wait to go to some lovely places. shame about the potential tube strike but it doesn't bother me as I prefer the river bus anyway. its less stuffyShe's not even landed in Paris and she's providing us with some wonderful content !!! The fact Chris is wearing a UCLA sweatshirt too is also cringe..... they are both way too old to be wearing that kinda stuff..... it's not really hitting the classy image she will try and portray in Paris !!
Its like she’s trying to convince herself she’s going to miss them, despite dumping them on mad Mazza/nursery/crèche most days of the weekREALLY REALLY going to miss the boys?!?!? Pull the other one Fopps! No one is forcing you to go away without them!! She has left them almost every weekend for the past 6 weeks! The boys will know no different. She really is a pathetic excuse for a mother! I’m away this weekend, only one night and I WILL miss my kids but as I haven’t had a night away from them in 6 months I will also enjoy the break and we will all get over it. She really doesn’t see how UNrelatable she is!!
Always trying to convince herself!! I know no other parent that does this constantly!!! She doesn’t work…I cannot class whatever tit show she does as WORK, she could have them home with her everyday but SHE chooses not to. My kids stayed home with me, as I wanted to be and luckilyIts like she’s trying to convince herself she’s going to miss them, despite dumping them on mad Mazza/nursery/crèche most days of the week