Am not myself commenting on Leggy’s appearance because everyone has their own Harold-preferances, but didn’t Jack add to this comment that she’d said it jokingly to a friend? Which I had always read as her meaning she *didn’t* think Leggy was hot and was yet again putting down her partner.“holy shit, she’s hot”
She is not attractive at all. I don’t get it. Leggy is one of the people I’d love to do a thread 31 moment. She’s the one person I can see not going along with Jack’s narc bullshit.
That quote is Allegra saying "holy shit, she's hot" about Jack. Presumably the photo in question had been facetuned to oblivion.Am not myself commenting on Leggy’s appearance because everyone has their own Harold-preferances, but didn’t Jack add to this comment that she’d said it jokingly to a friend? Which I had always read as her meaning she *didn’t* think Leggy was hot and was yet again putting down her partner.
Sorry have caused a chaos! But Jack said something similar didn’t she - that she jokingly said to a friend that she fancied Leggy?That quote is Allegra saying "holy shit, she's hot" about Jack. Presumably the photo in question had been facetuned to oblivion.
DeadJack’s teen years were…busy. We are supposed to believe that between the ages of 12 and 19 she was a severe anorexic, a highly trained ballet dancer, a brown belt in some martial art or other, a Sunday school teacher, a skinhead, a bookworm, a tearaway who stole a scalpel from school to use as a weapon, an X Factor auditioner, a chess bae and, lest we forget, a shell and a husk.
Now people change a LOT in their teenage years and they defo try out new identities which they often cycle through and discard very quickly. But they usually follow a psychological theme, or have some throughline. But this lot? I just don’t get it.
I've just been an angry bisexual emo kid for ~25 yearsJack’s teen years were…busy. We are supposed to believe that between the ages of 12 and 19 she was a severe anorexic, a highly trained ballet dancer, a brown belt in some martial art or other, a Sunday school teacher, a skinhead, a bookworm, a tearaway who stole a scalpel from school to use as a weapon, an X Factor auditioner, a chess bae and, lest we forget, a shell and a husk.
Now people change a LOT in their teenage years and they defo try out new identities which they often cycle through and discard very quickly. But they usually follow a psychological theme, or have some throughline. But this lot? I just don’t get it.
Did she Google her net worth then decide she was attracted to her?
That article“I have cooked dinner forMARY PORTASCLAUDIA RODEN”View attachment 2674311The very same Claudia Roden who’s been a decades-long close personal friend of Leggy?! View attachment 2674312 She’s SUCH a fucken embarrassment to herself.
This still might be my favourite thing she’s ever written. If you knew literally nothing about her, it just sums her up so perfectly.
Dear Mr Farrington, The Mail believes oral sex and Pringles give you cancer. Maybe you shouldn't believe what they write about me either.
Dear Editor, It appears that your correspondent P. Farrington in Tuesdays Letters page has fallen foul of the first rule of Common Sense and Decency that is, do not believe a word that...web.archive.org ETA: at least now we know who’s responsible for creepy Single White Leggy guest’s prune obsessionView attachment 2674328View attachment 2674344View attachment 2674355View attachment 2674356View attachment 2674392View attachment 2674415and…View attachment 2674376View attachment 2674378View attachment 2674379View attachment 2674380and…View attachment 2674384View attachment 2674389View attachment 2674390
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Because she is icky and loves to boast about having a hickey in the drugstore.
Absolutely glorious. Just indicative of a wider problem around the truth and the media though: my Grandad has a tiny Wiki page for his time playing football during the second world war (he was a bricklayer so not called up to fight, instead rebuilding the damage from the blitz.) Yet whenever I have tried to add an official club picture of him to that page it is zapped off again by an overzealous moderator. Yet guest can go on tv, radio, do interviews with the newspapers and say anything and it is recorded as fact.This led to David Hadjicostas MBE himself turning up to correct his daughter’s Wikipedia page about this. Despite the fact that the source of him being referred to as a para was… his own daughter. Who then continued to say publicly that he was a para even after his correction.
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They are so far behind it is unreal, have you had the same avalanche of online raffle sites spring up locally that I have? I shudder to think how many new gambling problems are springing out of them and I don't know how seemingly anyone can just start selling tickets and give away large cash prizes if the mood takes them.I yearn for the day that the Government crack down the unreglated use of money making platform. I think in order to use them there should be regulations in place to ensure that people subacribing or using them are getting what they pay for, whether its in the form of regular podcasts and or goods. If not then, the user has to refund and close it down. It should be treated as a business venture. If you dont put the work in then you have no business using it.
I’m going to go out on a limb and say I think early twenties Jack was attractive. Not drop dead model gorgeous, not notice her across a crowded room beautiful, just averagely attractive. She had good skin and hair (regardless of the Tory wife cut), a decent figure and nice eyes (the dead shark came later). I can see why Leggy fancied her, and considering Leggy’s money and status I can see why Jack reciprocated.That quote is Allegra saying "holy shit, she's hot" about Jack. Presumably the photo in question had been facetuned to oblivion.
Stumbled across a post from Oct 2022 when I was looking for something yesterday that he puts it on his Trustpilot profile, so it’s a fair assessmentYou just know the big headed bore will have "MBE" on his debit card, don't you?
That’ll be where she got the idea from then. At this stage her whole backstory is basically a piece of I, Daniel Blake fan fiction. Her own twist being she puts a net curtain (or voile as she calls it, how very middle class) over the bubble wrap to hide it.In I, Daniel Blake, he puts bubble wrap on the windows.
She was 19 here omg. If you take that awful fascinator off she looks like 43 year old admin assistant working for a small accountancy firm.Oh fuck me, no, noooooo, NOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Timeline of this has just clicked.🪦
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She fancied Leggy’s lovely big kitchen (that just like Leggy’s child has somehow become “hers”) that’s for sure.Sorry have caused a chaos! But Jack said something similar didn’t she - that she jokingly said to a friend that she fancied Leggy?
"Valerie, 43, has been with Grift, Grift and Slop Accountants since we opened our first branch in 1982. Since then, she's become an integral part of the firm and our Mother Hen. As well as cooking the books she regularly supplies us with USB cakes and Thruppeny Crumblenuts for afternoon tea. She takes her role very seriously and often works 120 hours a week to ensure we're on top of our game. Away from work Valerie lives with her husband Harold and sons, Harold Junior and Darren. Darren is a plumber and Harold Junior is currently in Parkhurst. When asked what she loves most about her job she said with her usual comical, satirical twist "I'm exhausted - do you want me to stop breathing..?""She was 19 here omg. If you take that awful fascinator off she looks like 43 year old admin assistant working for a small accountancy firm.
Can I pop this in the Aunty pat thread?"Valerie, 43, has been with Grift, Grift and Slop Accountants since we opened our first branch in 1982. Since then, she's become an integral part of the firm and our Mother Hen. As well as cooking the books she regularly supplies us with USB cakes and Thruppeny Crumblenuts for afternoon tea. She takes her role very seriously and often works 120 hours a week to ensure we're on top of our game. Away from work Valerie lives with her husband Harold and sons, Harold Junior and Darren. Darren is a plumber and Harold Junior is currently in Parkhurst. When asked what she loves most about her job she said with her usual comical, satirical twist "I'm exhausted - do you want me to stop breathing..?""
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