No mention of Papa Dave today?
Generally I don't think anyone would care about this, but with Jack it's clear lesbian/lezzer is just another label she's appropriated while it was convenient for her to pose as one, so I think she would actually get some level of backlash for it and she'll be terrified it will ruin her relationship with Diva I'd imagine given they've been a frequent call upon for a little bit of ego-stroking.I get that but would anyone really care?
She went on a date with a man long after she was famous. He wasn't happy that she turned up with her walking stick as I recall
No, it's all about MamaPapa as usual.No mention of Papa Dave today?
She's mentioned SB's grandparents on the other side before, so my assumption is that SB, SB Dad, granddad and family are all doing something for Father's Day and Jack is pissed off she wasn't able to shoehorn her way in/invite herself along and pose as the poor lil pixie not seeing her own Papa because she's putting SB firstI wonder if perhaps dad is still cross and she's maybe not been able to visit?!
Southend officers getting the job coming through like:Sex Jack had been up in the tree claiming to be a "randy koala" at the time of the incident.
She could always do some volunteering if she's lonely.Is she gearing up for a Sunday night chaos? I do feel sorry for her, it can't be pleasant spending the whole weekend alone with only twitter for company.
She lobbed a gold pumble over Big Daves fence earlier on, shouted something about him wishing she would stop breathing and then stormed back to the crappy bungalow.No mention of Papa Dave today?
Yep. Like 'volunteering' information on where the rest of the T Mill money is and whether she's actually paid her taxes.She could always do some volunteering if she's lonely.
Babe same, you know when you think you love the weird, dark, moody, geek types, then some bleeping ripped dude climbs a tree on your perimeter in a high viz, helmet and harness and you start questioning your life choices and wondering why you’ve married mr Dogmuck - meThey’re not my usual type at all. My ideal man is a hybrid of my OH, Morrissey, Jarvis Cocker and Louis Theroux. We had a tree surgeon at our last house and honest to god, I’d have let that man ruin my life.
She has no interest in groups, where she isn’t the Center of attention. Look at how she’s bending the narrative at AA, opening, secretary, team mum etc etcShe could change that. Plenty of people use groups to meet new folks (not just dating).
I understand that she might not want to be around booze but I'm sure there will be groups for folks who don't drink or activities that don't involve alcohol
Who knows what is going on. maybe Jack not welcome at her parents for fathers day because of the gun thing. Her son got a better present for his dad than he got Jack for mothers day. Harold is spending the day with his children and grandchildren and Jack hasn't been invited.I can’t find it - deleted already??
Pretty sure all the folk having a tit time today for whatever reason will want to see this self pitying drivel
I could toodle on down to Slopsville on mine. I've a fairly clear diary for the next week or so. I'll pack some tins of mushy peasShe might go around the site on a motability scooter with a sign saying duck Tories hanging off the side.
Or have a megaphone. duck Tories. duck Tories (giggle giggle).
It's a wonder she hasn't tried to sell her slop at a festival. Could you imagine it? Paying ten quid for her sloppy curries?
Know exactly what you mean. I have always fancied pale, thin, bookish boys. The tree surgeon didn’t look like a reader but he could have called me a fat, ugly hag and I’d have thanked him profusely.Babe same, you know when you think you love the weird, dark, moody, geek types, then some bleeping ripped dude climbs a tree on your perimeter in a high viz, helmet and harness and you start questioning your life choices and wondering why you’ve married mr Dogmuck - me