I rather like Monsoon, but my dress sense is more locum social worker than the effortlessly cool look I aspire to.I quite like Monsoon but I’ve never found much in there to buy, if you know what I mean.
My mum tuts “social workers” as she goes past.
I live in a one room flat.. I remember being jealous of most everyone.. i had to stop watching Youtubers who had balconies...I remember being very jealous of everyone during lockdown one I didn’t have a garden we had a little back yard so whilst everyone was on a sun lounger I was pinballing between the living room and sitting in the spare room wondering if treating myself to a comfier chair was going to lead to my arrest.
Jack I know you read here so I’m begging you please don’t even think about it.Presented without comment..View attachment 983298
Aww no don't let her get to you...just imagine Geoff Capes Jackie weightlifting an eleventy-million kg sideboard up and down the streets of sarfend. And the 'strongest mamapapa in the world' vibes' minus the Geoff Capes mustache - gets meIs anyone else feeling a mixture of fury and despondency at seeing these posts from that day 18 months ago?
Almost, almost makes everything seem pointless at times.
Not sure I could even fit my (relatively ruly?) labia into those, spare us the unruly!Jack I know you read here so I’m begging you please don’t even think about it.
I dont know why this made meJive Bunny - The Ultimate Collection
Is this all your clothes that you dyed FUCKING BLACK if I recall you dying all your clothes black only recently in the last couple of weeks which was so much easier for the smol puppy brain to deal with innit, Jack. Jack. Jack .Liar liar pants on fire
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Babe, same xxI still am... see avatar
I'm getting Mr Tumnus vibes from those hirsute legs.
Mithering helped me through those dark days too although I was but a lurker in the early days. Missed the DKL ninny fest, I’d have loved that.I remember the early days of lockdown wfh. Blazing sun. I had a zoom training thing. I thought I'd take full advantage of the unique sitch, nobody would be seeing me online (huge conference) so I thought fuck it and on with the bikini and out with the perishing vintage garden sun lounger.
You've guessed it, my Mediterranean arse sunk right through the now perished lounger, laptop dropped on the floor.
By the time I'd pulled my shit together again I'd missed the chance to log in to my first lockdown zo and they had reached full capacity.
Oh those halcyon days of whf being a sweet summer novelty in the middle of a dystopian nightmare.
Just thank LJC that by the time the dystopian nightmare became my real life nightmare, i found this nefarious cabal of heinous ninnies. Mithering day and night and maintaining a fine balance between comedy, pure drilled down facts, unbridled wonderment and unfettered surrealism.
Haha my mum’s saying was “all a bit brown rice and sandals”.I quite like Monsoon but I’ve never found much in there to buy, if you know what I mean.
My mum tuts “social workers” as she goes past.
I'm Grunking because I have huge banner ads that now obscure half the page so constant refresh etc so no idea where this will land but YCP would be ill-advised for Jack as there is a wiiiiide advocacy network for Young Carers in Southend and Essex, I imagine it would easy for holes to be picked in a back story by a well meaning advocate who is seeing things through independent eyes for the Young Carer themselves.Frankly I’m quite surprised she hasn’tclambered merrilybeen hoisted aboard the Young Carer bandwagon yet.
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