OK I'll try and do a recap, although I've lost track of threads so I may summarise the last one too
Recap:
Wednesday: Jack didn't go to the CCJ related court hearing. Said the court had advised her not to.
Thursday: Act 1: Said she hasn't been at home for some time and has had to split her family up and won't people leave her alone to get well. Fleet Street's Finest are hanging off the Ring doorbell. The Police (capital P, not sure if it's the one that involves Sting) are involved and are taking it VERY seriously. She's sofa surfing but knows she's feeling better because she opened her friend's cupboard to find only four tins, and proceeded to make dinner out of them. Contents of resultant slop unknown.
Then a load of stuff about CCJ drama which is too boring to go into but she was slagging the claimant off.
Act 2: Then 'whilst we're clearing things up', the Sue Lee money has been donated in full to her old foodbank, having been ringfenced. She donated everything that came into her account 'within a period of time' because she couldn't sort it all out. (How that squares with ringfencing is anybody's guess)
She SHAN'T show receipts because nobody would believe her anyway (and she isn't legally obliged to do so, she checked). Why she opened that Jack-in-the-box is also anybody's guess; an addiction to chaos? A dopamine hit from all the squigs sending hugs and take cares in response to first thing? WFK.
Act 3: Because she said 'Lee Anderson libel money' a load of squigs took that to mean that she'd successfully sued him and meant damages, so ran crowing to Sue Lee to gloat about Guest's victory.
Enter Daubney and Anderson, asking for receipts.
Friday: Jack @s 30p Lee, "I let you off the hook once - walked away from a surefire win for me and an almost guaranteed obliteration for you and your cronies - but that doesn’t give you a free pass for life to continue to use Twitter to hound and harass me, or anyone else"
Then says 'I see Lee Anderson wants a second bite at the cherry this morning'
A load of Jack stans have been tweeting stuff at Sue Lee, including a fart based limerick.
TLDR: Elmo in front of flames