Because she’s a narc and it’s everyone else’s fault. Redoing them would mean taking some responsibility and of course if she failed them again it would show she’s not actually as clever as she thinks she is (not at all).I’ve also never understood why her GCSE results were apparently somehow set in stone. A lot of people I knew got less than great results, myself included. Did we all weep, wail and blame Borbora forever? No, we went to the local sixth form college and did resits and A levels, or vocational BTECs. I genuinely don’t understand why she didn’t do this, it was standard practice in my area.
Ah yes, the elitist closed shop that is the, checks notes, Southend arts scene.Shit a brick! Just went looking for the original ss from @Mel Donte about guest’reluctant GCSEs” and found this from @Mel Donte instead! guest’s ORIGINAL Our Southend blog!
using up my Abel and Cole!!!
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I (an oppressed independent artist) ALONE SHALL SPEAK FOR YOU!
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Twenty fucking three years old. Already an insufferable cunt.
I AM SOUTHEND at this page
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Soooo poooooooor! (None of these survived the transition from Our Southend to her new “A girl called Jack” iteration mere days later, after she got noticed by THE NEWSPAPER) View attachment 2880069
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Perhaps they moved the fire station while she was on maternity leave, in an attempt to shake her off? Maybe it started off just down the street from her and she just used to roll out of bed (late for her shift, obvs) don her little yellow wellies, pick up her life-saving axe, bid farewell to her loved ones and go Bravely into the Unknown to Save Lives*, but when they had the chance because she was spending 6 months in bed sleeping like a Rembrandt (or Heironymous Bosch) painting, they thought "This is our chance" and demolished and rebuilt it brick by brick 20 (or maybe 30) miles away.I didn’t listen to that whole radio thing (couldn’t be arsed).
I knew it was bullshit when she said her radio alarm went off at 7am..
What’s that strange rambling story about pricing broccoli and getting more annoyed all day, is this her being a wordsmith again?
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And I’ve probably said it before why does she act like it was a shock she needed to travel to work when she came back from maternity. When did Big Dave retire? I worked with someone whose dad drove them in on his way to work every day, he was close to retirement and she would have been screwed. I always wonder if BD drove her.
I used to know someone who blamed his parents for taking him out of state school and sending him to a fee-paying one as being the root of all his problems.Because she’s a narc and it’s everyone else’s fault. Redoing them would mean taking some responsibility and of course if she failed them again it would show she’s not actually as clever as she thinks she is (not at all).
I know someone who blames his mother because he failed his a levels. All because she kept him in his private nursery and he didn’t go to school nursery for his half days (in the 1970s when we didn’t do much more than play). It’s narc behaviour.
BIB therein lies the problem.I redid my CV recently (it's a list of jobs I've done, guest) and only took the qualifications off because of the need to keep it to two pages. I also passed 10 GCSEs, despite the trauma and bullshit going on at the time including my oldest friend's accidental death.
Shit happens, you relentless moron, and you move on.
someone i went to uni with said her dad cried when she got As & Bs in her GCSEs because apparently she'd 'ruined her life' by not getting straight A*s. They were a super academic family & I think she was the youngest, and the only one who didn't go to Oxbridge. She was still intimidatingly clever! I hope she's happy now and has told her family to go swivel.I get the strong impression Big D was absolutely livid with her results and that’s why she’s so obsessed with them. Her whole life seems to be oriented around the contradicting goals of impressing him while also trying to prove a point by “taking her own path”.
Maybe Mama E was displeased too, maybe she was supportive who knows - Jack doesn’t seem to have anywhere near the desperation to be approved of/prove wrong/get attention from her as she does her father.
I know you’re joking, but for access to arts funding pots, the Southend arts scene actually is an elitist closed shop! You’ve got to have an ‘in’ with a particular long-established clique, and even then you’d only have a chance of getting promoted/gallery space etc. if you kiss the right arses and/or if the right person fancied you.Ah yes, the elitist closed shop that is the, checks notes, Southend arts scene.
paging dr geets! @GeetboShop-bought & fingered?
I agree with you re Jack, but surely her parents weren’t happy with her leaving school with few qualifications or prospects. From everything we know about them they’re the type who want/expect their children to ‘do them proud’. I can’t believe they didn’t try to get her to stay in education, even if it was vocational rather than A levels.Because she’s a narc and it’s everyone else’s fault. Redoing them would mean taking some responsibility and of course if she failed them again it would show she’s not actually as clever as she thinks she is (not at all).
I know someone who blames his mother because he failed his a levels. All because she kept him in his private nursery and he didn’t go to school nursery for his half days (in the 1970s when we didn’t do much more than play). It’s narc behaviour.
Sorry but I slightly lost it at the 'clever tip' (Jack clearly thinks it's clever) of making 'twice the amount of sausages' by....CUTTING THEM IN HALF.She can’t swim, so just the Tufty Club membership on guest’s CV.
To anyone new to Tattle, this is how it works. Jack snarks at someone who dares to criticise her:
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It then takes about two minutes to find all the instances where she is actually lying about any and all assertions about herself. For example, clearly endorsing cheap battery meat:
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And going ga-ga over the designer leather goods she’s splurged on for herself - Mulberry, Kate Spade and Burberry included - some of which may indeed be buttery soft.
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The commenters on that post are all “of a type” (to put it politely)
Here you goYes please!
I hear you, but… she obviously managed to kiss the right people/arses, as less than 8 months after that whinge in March 2012I know you’re joking, but for access to arts funding pots, the Southend arts scene actually is an elitist closed shop! You’ve got to have an ‘in’ with a particular long-established clique, and even then you’d only have a chance of getting promoted/gallery space etc. if you kiss the right arses and/or if the right person fancied you.
That atrocious LBC interview is the perfect example of how she could never be more than a blogger/Twitter arsehole... not only is she awkward and completely charmless, her voice could curdleAlso, if you “went sober over three years ago”, so before April 14th, 2021
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How do you account for this performance where you were clearly absolutely fucked off your chump on January 21st 2022? View attachment 2875664
Oh, and that you were shouting about being ONE YEAR SOBER at the end of June 2022.
Suggesting you didn’t “went sober” until…the end of June 2021. Again, not “over three years ago”.
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ss @Marmalade Atkins
Make up your fucking mind, you absolute LYING charlatan
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I know you’re joking, but for access to arts funding pots, the Southend arts scene actually is an elitist closed shop! You’ve got to have an ‘in’ with a particular long-established clique, and even then you’d only have a chance of getting promoted/gallery space etc. if you kiss the right arses and/or if the right person fancied you.
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