Bet the taxman gets to her first if she doesn't file her business accounts. soon. 6 months late. Tut
I like these Food love stories by Tesco with THAT MAN.
Bet the taxman gets to her first if she doesn't file her business accounts. soon. 6 months late. TutI hope the fraud squad are out on her quicker than you can say Hellman’s.
social media is a strange thing at the moment. A colleague of mine posted a story talking about a single negative comment out of about 40 on their recent post. ( We’re in a creative industry).I have to agree, there is something about her that makes all my senses on edge. You can just tell it’s all an act and she isn’t real - and the 50’s headscarf with the plaid shirt is yuk yuk yuk. She’s fake, she’s a liar and she plays every disability card she can while jumping about. If she’s claiming any sort of disability related benefit, I hope the fraud squad are out on her quicker than you can say Hellman’s.
And the fact she won’t even just admit she uses filters....astounding. What’s even more astounding is her twats lap it up and believe it.
You are so right, how can these sycophants not see what we all do? I would love to just spend 10 minutes with Nigella, the blue tickers et al and tell them some truths. I just don't get it, what the hell are they seeing?She’s just an awful person, so fucking blinded by her own ego.
Also, I can’t help but think SuperFan must be a bit slow or something along those lines.
I’d love to message her and try to understand her psyche as to why she looks up to Jack and holds her in such high regard? I’ve got my own theory that she’s a born again Christian who can’t admit she’s gay, and Jack in her warped eyes is living some sort of gay crusade lifestyle that she wants for herself.
I just find the obsession.......odd.
I couldn’t resist pointing out the irony to a few who said things like “why so nasty? Get a life”/ “that’s rude, crawl back under a rock” and got an eye roll and a “that’s nice dear” back.I’ve been reading the Insta comments today on the back of her show and the behaviour shown by her ‘fans’ is bordering on hateful.
Apparently if you don’t like something you can just turn it off, the passive aggressive retort of any Jackolite. What they can’t comprehend is why people slate a show that in their eyes is brilliant and amazing and Jack is the best presenter ever and how dare someone say they’d like some recipe inspiration rather than a meal a seven year old can make.
Sorry guys, I’m off to whack my head off a wall in pure frustration at these morons.
Well as the old saying goes...'it takes one to know one'.She's the queen of the misty eyed rhetoric! Her entire career has been based upon that and that alone.
I wish you well and hope that you have someone to comfort you. My mother killed herself when she was 52 and I don't think that I'll really get over it although I have tucked it away for a long time now. It's like carrying a massive rucksack of rocks on your back, initially you don't think that you can place one foot in front of another but then you realise that you have to and keep plodding on. After a while you straighten up and march quicker and in the end you don't even notice the rucksack and it just becomes a part of you xI always said I could never kill myself, that if my life got so bad I didn’t think it was worth living, that I’d devote it to helping other people.
When something happened that left me in so much psychological pain that I often wished I was dead just to make it stop I finally understood/had much more empathy for those who live in such torment that they can’t bear it any more.
(This was years ago and I’m mostly fine now).
Just catching up and oh my goodness, I’m sorry for what you’ve been through and what you’re going through right now. Please try to keep an eye on your mental health as that seems like quite a sudden drop (obviously I don’t know the context) and seek help if you need it. I feel like not challenging these feelings starts you on a slippery slope that’s never needed but especially not in these weird times xI wish I could quote across threads, but I can't. Thank you, @Instabums and @Flumps for raising this. Lawd, I always derail these threads with my mental health revelations, sorry lads. But you lot are actually very good for my mental health! There's a headline, eh - Tattle helps someone's well-being. Whodathunkit...
My Dad took his own life when I was 14, and I resolutely told myself time and time again that, as someone who had been on the receiving end, I would never do it. Having known the jagged tear it leaves in people's lives, and the trauma, and the questions, and the uncertainty, and the doubt that you were ever worthy of love...well. I couldn't in all good conscience consider it.
I had a bit of a revelation a year or so ago when a friend of mine, who has Borderline Personality Disorder, talked in very matter-of-fact terms about how suicide is an option to her in the same way that phoning the Samaritans, or taking antidepressants, or going for a walk may be. Literally, all on the same level. What interested me was how unalarmed and calm she was about it. Not playing it down, but acknowledging how it's part of her regular thought process and something that her husband regularly and calmly helps her down from. Every time.
To Moglits of Old, suicide was the absolute last resort and you gotta slam the big red alarm button whenever anyone even flirts with it. But learning through my friend helped me see that not everyone sees it that way.
Last week, I Googled how to hang myself. I didn't have much of an intention of doing it - too much of a horrible legacy there, method and all - but I watched my thumbs tap it into my phone and thought "huh." For the first time, it felt like a slightly viable option even though in the pit of my belly I knew I wouldn't do it. But I was arming myself, somehow, and I felt a shift in how I considered things.
I don't quite know what the point of this post is, other than these threads have opened my eyes, heart, and mind to so much, and I'm very grateful for it.
Updated list:I know we have that list as long as your arm of all the jobs she's done but reading those articles made me realise how many opportunities she's had that she's either:
A) squandered away leaving her literally a Jack of all trades and needing her patreon begging bowl or
B) done very well out of and has a freelance portfolio career that has provided a decent (if unsteady) income which makes the patreon even more unpalatable.
I don't know which option is worse. So many people (myself included) would love a faction of the opportunities she's had and yet she's just poor old incompetent, 'don't pick on her it's tight', Jack.
At the start of lockdown I got in a total slump with cooking, both freelance so we were scrimping until we knew when we could work again (husband not for ages yet, me thankfully a bit now) and I used Miguel's £1 vegetarian book a lot. A fair repetition of ingredients which guess is due to th cost implications of others, but a good variety of meal ideas. Really helped me when I needed it.I've been looking at Miguel's recipes...interesting. Might try one for my dinner this week. maybe not the promo JM is looking for.
Jack, I really don't think you're supposed to use camping stoves indoors.
Here's another similar one
In Britain, hunger hurts while in Africa, hunger kills - but we single mums try to do our best
Food poverty campaigner, single mum and blogger Jack Monroe visits Tanzania and finds some surprising similarities with her own situationwww.google.com
I do wonder (pure speculation, of course) if it's this meeting that inspired Jack to add sex work to her back story.View attachment 139561
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I mean I get what she’s trying to say - the U.K. is far from a post-poverty utopia. I’ve seen countless news reports & academic studies that show that time and time again the U.K. is lagging behind similarly rich nations in so many ways, I have personal experience of how messed up the system can be, I know other people have similar experiences, etc etc etc
But you just don’t compare Southend to Tanzania. It’s a different kettle of fish (don’t be taking recipe inspiration from that phrase, Jack)
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I mean I get what she’s trying to say - the U.K. is far from a post-poverty utopia. I’ve seen countless news reports & academic studies that show that time and time again the U.K. is lagging behind similarly rich nations in so many ways, I have personal experience of how messed up the system can be, I know other people have similar experiences, etc etc etc
But you just don’t compare Southend to Tanzania. It’s a different kettle of fish (don’t be taking recipe inspiration from that phrase, Jack)
My sibling died a while ago now. It wasn't suicide but it was traumatic. Generally we don't talk about losing a sibling and I don't think people realise how important a loss it can be. I love the analogy of a rucksack. That's exactly how I felt and feel to this day. Sometimes its heavy, sometimes not but for me it's always there because my sibling is always missing.I wish you well and hope that you have someone to comfort you. My mother killed herself when she was 52 and I don't think that I'll really get over it although I have tucked it away for a long time now. It's like carrying a massive rucksack of rocks on your back, initially you don't think that you can place one foot in front of another but then you realise that you have to and keep plodding on. After a while you straighten up and march quicker and in the end you don't even notice the rucksack and it just becomes a part of you x
Interesting theory - so she never mentioned sex work until after the Tanzania trip?I do wonder (pure speculation, of course) if it's this meeting that inspired Jack to add sex work to her back story.
Yup. There’s some crappy areas and people in bad situations here but that’s the same in most places across the uk. It’s no where near Tanzania levels (from what I’ve read of it)Jesus fuck.
I've worked in hospitals across that region and seen things that were so distressing, I had terrible flashbacks for a very long time.
Fairly sure I could visit Southend and return potentially sad but otherwise untraumatised (although that man with the gammy leg sounds quite distressing).
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