If she was acting her usual way, tweeting a lot etc then a lot of her posts would be shared on people's feeds who may then click on her profile out of curiosity. I expect many people wouldn't even notice the button was there but it's more the principle of it for me!
Oh who???
I’ve got a lot of respect for people in the public eye who aren’t ashamed to work “normal“ jobs. In my head the Neighbours guy sings as he leads you to your seat,
This was in the late 90s/early 2000s? One of Toady's school friends, I think it was Pinhead or something? Poor dude, people were yelling Pinhead while he was just trying to do his job.
But it’s such a sad story
I just keep picturing him with his little torch, getting shouted at.Ok, imagine throwing cheap wet ham at Jack whilst she's furiously clawing at ticket stubs.But it’s such a sad story
@Blurp, I think your experience is the norm. You get a few hand-me downs, you buy a couple of second-hand bits, you rent a flat that already has a couch, you use a box as a bedside table, your family gives you something you need (an appliance, a mattress, etc.) as a gift. Every single person I know lived like this in their 20s and often 30s. I'm in my 40s now and I still have some stuff that was handed down, because I like it. I've also recently given a friend's daughter an old Ikea armchair for her uni room, so we could upgrade to *drumroll* a nicer Ikea armchair.I managed to buy a pine double bed and a microwave when I bought my first flat around 35 years ago. My parents gave me their old conservatory furniture and bought me a washer dryer as a present. I was a Cub Leader in the church scout group: another leader rescued an MFI chest of drawers from a skip for me and fixed it up with spare screws for coffin handles, and the church gave me the cooker when they sold off a church hall. I was a university graduate just starting out and I was bloody grateful for the lot. Who the hell expects to move into a house full of top quality furniture and appliances? (My jaw drops when I see some wedding list expectations though)
These are painful to watch for myriad reasons!
I cannot keep putting myself through them. I was very much a one and done person. Its like when you buy your kid a keyboard for Christmas and they are just pawing away at the keys. Trying to get Jingle bells right.
Me too. We go to auctions and house sales, car boots. Nothing wrong with a hand me down, ask the Queen.
Don’t be fooled by the clocks that I got... I’m still, I’m still Jackie from the block 
It's an extremely competitive field, but "pour boiled down juice into the holes" may just be the least appetising line in any Jack Monroe recipe ever.
