I’m imagining someone new entering this thread at this point, reading this paragraph and being like: ‘what....the....fuck?!!!’
I’m imagining someone new entering this thread at this point, reading this paragraph and being like: ‘what....the....fuck?!!!’The brambly mice laugh at poor Cooper behind his back. They have actually made saddles and bridles so that they can corral the magpies that also scratched Cooper's nose. Then they will ride into battle armed with thorny brambles and avenge Terry the sparrow by forcing Jack to eat her own slop and apologise publicly to Cooper for destroying his street cred.
I’m on a grunk so apologies for where this lands, but why is the humble pot noodle getting such a slagging?! Most of my pre-teen and teen weekends were spent on a horse yard and honestly in the winter when you’d been shovelling stables and grooming horses all morning in the freezing cold, a pot noodle from the kettle in the tack room was THE best lunch to warm you up. Maybe why I have such affection for them because of the memories, but when I’m really hungover, a chicken & mushroom pot noodle is a game changerthey even used to do Pot Rice but I dunno if that exists any more, the curry one was so good for warming your belly in the winter and it would keep you full all afternoon. Plus scrub as you might nobody has clean enough hands on a yard to even consider eating a sandwich that you have to hold!
you were on the weakest link?! used to love that show, screeching "bank! BANK, you dumbass!" at the telly I'm sure I didn't scream that at you though, dear heart.I would OutJack her into submission.
JM: "Hi, I'm Jack Monroe, writer, activist, cook, 90% vegan, TV presenter, author, campaigner..."
CL: "Nice to meet you. I'm colouredlines, teacher, writer, internet bully, linguist, knitter, yogini, sewer..."
JM: "...recovering alcoholic, disabled person, double denim enthusiast, poet, dreamer, accidental conqueror of my own fears..."
CL: "I'm also a hiker, immigrant, crypto investor, bored hausfrau, protestor, educator, owner of a GAD diagnosis from a real doctor, AND I can dice an onion in under a minute."
JM: "I'm a washing machine operator!"
CL: "I was once on The Weakest Link!"
JM: "My granddad's dead!"
CL: "I can both make and spell béchamel!"
JM: "Fuck off, I'm going for a piss and a sandwich."
It will be MAGICAL, dear hearts.
https://giphy.com/W5NmHHaOsG7SRDmaAaI would OutJack her into submission.
JM: "Hi, I'm Jack Monroe, writer, activist, cook, 90% vegan, TV presenter, author, campaigner..."
CL: "Nice to meet you. I'm colouredlines, teacher, writer, internet bully, linguist, knitter, yogini, sewer..."
JM: "...recovering alcoholic, disabled person, double denim enthusiast, poet, dreamer, accidental conqueror of my own fears..."
CL: "I'm also a hiker, immigrant, crypto investor, bored hausfrau, protestor, educator, owner of a GAD diagnosis from a real doctor, AND I can dice an onion in under a minute."
JM: "I'm a washing machine operator!"
CL: "I was once on The Weakest Link!"
JM: "My granddad's dead!"
CL: "I can both make and spell béchamel!"
JM: "Fuck off, I'm going for a piss and a sandwich."
It will be MAGICAL, dear hearts.
Well done for showing the whole of Twitter how useless your back door is. You actual fucking idiot.
Is that cat vomit on the paving outside the door?
It also looks to be blocked off almost entirely by tat which surely is a fire hazard blocking escape.Well done for showing the whole of Twitter how useless your back door is. You actual fucking idiot.
He strikes me as a cat who'd puke on her bed.Is that cat vomit on the paving outside the door?
No Cats don’t like dirty placesHe strikes me as a cat who'd puke on her bed.
I thought that was the question you would ask Jack if you met herI can’t see the 3 dots on my phone. Can you only use “spoilers “ on a laptop?
Maybe that's why the poor thing's outside!!No Cats don’t like dirty places
It was a really mad experience, and surprisingly intense. I actually had a Jack moment and mispronounced an answer, and Anne Robinson paused for what felt like eternity before saying, "I'll accept." In my defence, I was 20!pot noodles have their place. they are tasty and filling. I had the chow mein one the other day for the first time in years, was a good nostalgia trip. however, stirring peanut butter in is a step too far
you were on the weakest link?! used to love that show, screeching "bank! BANK, you dumbass!" at the telly I'm sure I didn't scream that at you though, dear heart.
used to work with a dude who went on it. made a massive deal out of it. went out in the 2nd round. turned up on coach trip a few years later. has the same name as an extremely famous dead singer
on topic, Jack's a twat
She had a policy of only speaking to contestants when the camera was running, so as not to break character. She was mean about my hairstyle, but I dissed her in my exit interview so let's call it a tie.@colouredlines .... you've been on the Weakest Link!!!? I've been re watching the older ones with Ann Robinson. I forgot how savage she was to the contestants...but it's such a great show.
Did she speak to you?
We used to do the same on our yard! In the hay barn though so no one could grab you to do more work before you’d finished your lunch! I think I had too many back then so now can’t stomach them.I’m on a grunk so apologies for where this lands, but why is the humble pot noodle getting such a slagging?! Most of my pre-teen and teen weekends were spent on a horse yard and honestly in the winter when you’d been shovelling stables and grooming horses all morning in the freezing cold, a pot noodle from the kettle in the tack room was THE best lunch to warm you up. Maybe why I have such affection for them because of the memories, but when I’m really hungover, a chicken & mushroom pot noodle is a game changerthey even used to do Pot Rice but I dunno if that exists any more, the curry one was so good for warming your belly in the winter and it would keep you full all afternoon. Plus scrub as you might nobody has clean enough hands on a yard to even consider eating a sandwich that you have to hold!
I think I would need to ask R Jackie to recite her Lady Di tribute poem (we all know there is one)
This makes me think of Spy film ‘or am I ?’I have one. Or had one penned for the funeral.
Am I Jack?
She's saving it for the unveiling of the statue this summer.I think I would need to ask R Jackie to recite her Lady Di tribute poem (we all know there is one)
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