Jackie? That you?
Mr Men & Little Miss books, dearheartI had LEFT over the New Year so missed this but - 183 books - so ... A BOOK EVERY OTHER DAY? What's she reading ... Goosebumps?
Even my dogs would cross the road to avoid that if it was on the pavement………..It looks like dead maggots on vomit!
Ein froher Weltfrauentag to all the Fraus loitering around the Kanal today!Wonder how she’ll make International Women’s Day all about her.
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I think it’s ok as long as you don’t put the candle tins in the microwave.She's actually filling them with wax? Jesus. I just thought she was putting tealights in them.
Big D will have a fit when he reads those tweets.
I just showed that pic to Mr Mabel and said I fancied making this for tea tonight.This is one of her big problems isn’t it, she doesn’t belong anywhere. Doesn’t seem to have retained any friends from school / the fire service, no social circle from work, not a chef or a campaigner or a proper writer / journalist. No partner she’s fallen softly, gently in love with. Her son doesn’t appear to spend much time with her, and tbh he’s almost 13 and I imagine most boys of that age prefer to spend time with friends instead of their mums, even when you don’t factor in her being a horrid narc mum. The only place she has any sense of “community” is through AA, and I’d wager most of the members of her group wish she’d go away and the rest feel sorry for her. So nowhere to belong, and no real sense of self / purpose / place in the world, so all she can wang on about is a job she LEFT 13 years ago and lying about drilling holes in tin cans. And all entirely her own fault, because she has a horrible personality, lies about everything and elevenerifes everyone constantly. What a sad little life Jack.
ETA: forgot i showed my SB this the other day and asked if he wanted to try it for dinner:View attachment 2013281
His answer? “Mummy that’s worms, disgusting”, which is odd because I thought he’d clap and declare it the best ever. And ever since when I ask what he wants to eat his first answer is “not WORMS mummy!”
Also, I am not smol and would not be able to reach the performative ‘eclectic’ utensils hanging over the hob. My hob is about waist height and I would not want to set my consensual perky blinders on fire leaning/stretching up and over trying to get hold of a spatula. That said, seeing as everything she cooks is slop, spatula is probs surplus to requirements…. Inexplicable, if you will.I think it’s ok as long as you don’t put the candle tins in the microwave.
@Flivver Jack pretending that her electric kettle was a hob kettle. While rubbing her flue on the counter again, pretending to be sober after a week and forgetting to move the base for the electric kettle before the Guardian snapped the pic.
View attachment 2013346Dipshit.
BIB - I'm creased up laughing at the image!They're not even anything to look at are they? Imagine lying in the bath staring at a row of old bean cans with the dates still stamped on and a foul mixture of Yankee candles' greatest hits billowing out. Not really my idea of a magical diy home spa.
(I sometimes re-use cans - especially the catering size ones, as garden pots. Make a few drainage holes with a drill or bradawl - DO NOT ruin a perfectly good screwdriver - and pot up a couple of supermarket primroses. I'll give you that one for nothing Jack.)
Let's face it, she spends those 120 hours a week or whatever it was now, just moving stuff around in her house constantly. That kitchen is a state.Jack’s entire kitchen is already a complete fire hazard/safety nightmare though, so the candle tins are really just thecherrypilchard on top of the trifle.
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PS check out the date on this bottom one. 4th Feb.
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A mere 3 weeks after this “peaceful and serene” decluttered kitchen, the very same corner (and the rest of it) rammed with shit. WHAT. A. TIT. I feel soooooo sorry for that landlady.
Did we have £75 for the toaster that didn’t exist @That Forensic Man ??Jack’s entire kitchen is already a complete fire hazard/safety nightmare though, so the candle tins are really just thecherrypilchard on top of the trifle.
View attachment 2013366(@Captainmouse immortalizing the sentient rug)
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PS check out the date on this bottom one. 4th Feb.
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A mere 3 weeks after this “peaceful and serene” decluttered kitchen, the very same corner (and the rest of it) rammed with shit. WHAT. A. TIT. I feel soooooo sorry for that landlady.
As dearest @HotesTilaire pondered many moons ago back in the mists of late 2021Let's face it, she spends those 120 hours a week or whatever it was now, just moving stuff around in her house constantly. That kitchen is a state.
This person should shack up with Jack, she can have the beans and they can have the sauce. It's like my Old Harold eating the bounties out of the celebrations tinJackie? That you?
'Scant' is one of Nigella's favourite words, just google Nigella + scant and you'll get pages of results.Looking at the ‘no mental in the microwave’ posts - WTF is a scant tablespoon of water?! I know this has been covered before, but it perplexes me every time. Or do it mean it perpendiculates me? All word interchangeable etc.
Ideally Jack would marry someone like this so they could drink up the rinsed bean juice and together they’d use up a tin of beans with zero waste (the tins themselves would be turned into candles of course).Jackie? That you?
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