But......
Yep, I live in London too (but I’m a northerner! imagine the internal conflict) and there have been a LOT of people here ignoring social distancing and other rules from the start of lockdown and throughout the year (and the mass exodus today of people leaving the capital can hardly be helping). It causes a lot of stress to those of us who choose to be more careful. Because of that I’d always expected an upswing in cases and so the new stricter rules don’t surprise me at all.Oi, don’t start!I’ve been extremely careful, way more careful than Jack (not difficult, admittedly), and so have all my people. Whenever I’ve been out and about in central London, I mean I live here, it’s locals that are being covidiots. I haven’t noticed minibuses full of northerners rocking up to buy illicit pints - why would they?? Such a stupid thing for that squiggle to say, did Jack like that comment or was it aimed at her or something?
Because lets face it, long covid is inevitable here.Why are her followers paging the Long Covid Twitter.. she's had it less than a week ffs
As so many learned Fraus and Herrs have observed... Jack doesn't seem to have a single maverick thought in that lil ol head of hers.
I was thinking that too. It will be any day now she will declare she has long 'rona
‘Joints on fire, silently screaming inside?’ Does she have locked in syndrome now?
FFS Jack, Christmas is going to be quite miserable enough without you trying to foist yet more tragic, joyless, inedible recipes onto people.
If you happen to own a breville smoothie maker, I find it perfect for making the right amount of batter for 12 hole tin. Milk in first to the 200ml level, then 3 eggs, then fill to the top with plain flour no need to weigh it. Whizz to a batter and then do as the other fraus have said about hot fat, hot oven, don't open the oven door to peek for at least first 5 mins.
Surely only a matter of time before she starts subtly putting the feelers out in true Jack style. There's a tiny sliver of me that still wants to give her the benefit of the doubt, but the massive cynic in me thinks it'll be a handy way for her to both shirk her obligations for the next 6+ months (while the Patreon and Del Monte money keeps rolling in, topped up with donations to The World's Saintliest Invalid from naive but well-meaning squiggles) AND deflect any criticism/scrutiny that might come her way after the Scotsman article or similar. After all, what kind of monster would pick on someone who's very publicly battling long Covid?
I have had one of these for years (not trying to show off JM style
) and I have gotten so much use out of it. I use it to make banana pancake batter sometimes. 100% recommendPlease no. I can confidently predict that Undead Jack would be the worst of all the Jacks.
Lestat would be overjoyed though.
Unless Jack edits that pre booked Ocado order...
As Jack moves between timezones at will I'll go for 1897 but the one that happens twenty years from now after the next 1973 but before 1962.
Vampire Jack would be amazing. A lady doctor sympathetically but firmly breaking the news that she's SEVERELY ALLERGIC to garlic. ("But I'm a food writer!" "Sorry, no more fat cloves for you. Now get to duck.") Jack parting her £250 curtains then immediately howling and clawing at the floor when hit by a beam of sunlight. Her not showing up in selfies, a la reflections (would save some Facetuning time at least).
