Could be either with our Jackie, she's too in awe of the beans to read the labels!I can see lentils working. Mung beans not so much.
Could be either with our Jackie, she's too in awe of the beans to read the labels!I can see lentils working. Mung beans not so much.
You couldn't make it up - oh, hang on...
Either the rug of doom ate it, or IT LEFT!All this talk about Shreddies has reminded me, where's the knitted blanket?
I thought the same. Groaned when I saw J’s name mentionedI don't understand how Jacobs cream crackers are not posho? Am I a pleb?
Although if you were a Poor and you were given a choice of having a Jack Monroe cookbook or not having a Jack Monroe cook book what would you chose?Holy tit she pretended to donate books... disgusting.
Absolutely!I just want to come on Tattle one day and see that Jack’s cooked burger and chips for dinner. Just something that requires chewing. Is that too much to ask?
Unfortunately Squig things don’t tend to arrive if they’ve never been sent out in the first place.
She didn’t get that essay in at the end of the first termSuch a twit, oh my ljc lord, such a silly twit.
There never was a course!
I thought keema meant mince? So you can sub it for lentils, but you can't make it from lentils. I mean, how would you get the fat content right for a start?
It’s Rheumatoid Arthritis she claims. A quick google says fish oil supplements do seem to reduce the inflammation and need for NSAIDs. Aka paracetamol/ibuprofen/aspirin and the like. Well I use those for pain and if someone suggested I start eating fisho products, I’d say no thanks I’ll keep on the paracetamol thx xoxoAgain- absolute tosh. The NHS is on its knees. We don’t prescribe fish oil supplements. Suggest maybe but there’s not a practice out there that can afford to prescribe supplements to people who are more than able to pay for them.
It’s this sort of bollocks that makes me dislike her intensely, there are so many peoples lives that are crippled by arthritis whilst they sit on waiting lists for joint replacements.
I sometimes think I’m really horrible because I just can’t bring myself to feel sympathy for her but then I read this sort of self centred maudlin nonsense and remember that actually it’s her that’s horrible.
That actually happened and it was as sad and beige and tired as you might imagineI just want to come on Tattle one day and see that Jack’s cooked burger and chips for dinner. Just something that requires chewing. Is that too much to ask?
That was my first thought. She got kicked off the course for not handing in her assignments (too BUSY singlehandedly eradicating world poverty) and is now trying to save face by saying it's been put back a year. The squigs will forget all about it by the next fart's end and she'll never mention it again. That was probably one of the six major life disasters she claimed to have suffered in 48 hoursShe didn’t get that essay in at the end of the first term
Imagine what would have happened if she has bothered to get the ebay/depop stuff done. None of it would have been sent! (Clearly an admin task too much for Jack)No proof obviously, but you just know she never sent that box of books. Did she send it tracked? Signed for even? Nothing? No monetary value then? Nothing to protect herself or the receiver incase of loss? bleeping ridiculous liar
There's not new. We have a few here. No there is no gap in the market.
As much as I would like this to be true, I've worked in universities for a long time and you get the chance to submit any missed work at the end of the academic year with a capped result, unless you apply for mitigating circumstances (missing deadlines due to all the media attention and "working" 18 hours days would not be an acceptable excuse for most universities at least) so my guess is she decided it was all too difficult for a smol pixie and interrupted. Whether she starts again in September remains to be seen.That was my first thought. She got kicked off the course for not handing in her assignments (too BUSY singlehandedly eradicating world poverty) and is now trying to save face by saying it's been put back a year. The squigs will forget all about it by the next fart's end and she'll never mention it again. That was probably one of the six major life disasters she claimed to have suffered in 48 hours