In bed, eh? So we’ve a few more hours of tweeting to come then
Jack Monroe #89 Did you know she once ran out of jam?
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tbh ours smokes in his fish hut so I'm guessing we've not got anything as FANCY as specials, I just take what I can get and pray I don't get botulism after learning that word from hereWe bought them in the pub where I’m from up north (though it’s more famous for brown shrimps)
Does he do smoked haddock?tbh ours smokes in his fish hut so I'm guessing we've not got anything as FANCY as specials, I just take what I can get and pray I don't get botulism after learning that word from here
Has been said hundreds of times before but is still worth reiterating from time to time: she is incapable of communicating on any level without referencing herself with use of the word ‘I’. She is manically self-obsessed.
Only 73 tweets today (so far). Definitely moderating. Well done, Jack.
I hope she isn't taking any inspiration from the Garbage singer Shirley Manson and her extras in a bowl of cereal
Sardine. bleeping. Dip. I ...feel bilious
I am so so happy this is a thing now. There is nothing worse (well there is, but you know what I mean) than someone at school coming on and not knowing what to do or who to ask if they are caught short.
The thought of her eating several boiled eggs with strongly flavoured filling and then going up to bed is so wrong. I feel like farting for her.
She can't.. Her numbers are going back up.
If that’s the one and they’ve just lifted a pic of her off Twitter, then I’m not sure there’s much she can do about it (unless the Twitter account was privacy protected).
Jack claiming she isn't eating meat at the moment 
is she getting those sardines and anchovies from trees or shrubs in her landlady's garden? Grow that lard from seed did you, Jack?
@Montrachet I'd finally banished the memory of the grated corned beef chilli and you've just brought it back. You are in for such a shin-kicking when I triangulate you.
is she getting those sardines and anchovies from trees or shrubs in her landlady's garden? Grow that lard from seed did you, Jack?@Montrachet I'd finally banished the memory of the grated corned beef chilli and you've just brought it back. You are in for such a shin-kicking when I triangulate you.
Cockle...popcorn? The bar is in the depths of the Earth's crust and yet it still somehow keeps getting lower.
Also, peri-peri sardine dip ( ) AND peri-peri devilled eggs (seriously, what's with the sudden egg obsession) on the same night? Someone's going to have an ouchy ringpiece in the morning.
Also, peri-peri sardine dip (
) AND peri-peri devilled eggs (seriously, what's with the sudden egg obsession) on the same night? Someone's going to have an ouchy ringpiece in the morning.
Jack can go and kick their shins until they pay up.
It bothered me that she just threw it in. Why not use a spoon? Then, like apparently everyone else here, I had a moment of horror realising she'd thrown all those ingredients into a cold pan and was only turning the gas on after pouring oil over everything. I had to turn it off at that point.
Not to cite my own work, but ... I’m going to.Cockle...popcorn? The bar is in the depths of the Earth's crust and yet it still somehow keeps getting lower.
Also, peri-peri sardine dip (
Jack Monroe and The hole of Fire
We have this at my work. A large..."institution"....
The signs in the toilets say "take what you want, when you want", and there is very little "abuse" of the scheme. No one is walking out with bagfuls.
The baskets also contain menstrual cups too.
Not sure, but I think it might be the same in all academic places in Scotland.
her bedroom must stink of an evening. probably doesn't need heating with all the hot air coming out of both ends.Cockle...popcorn? The bar is in the depths of the Earth's crust and yet it still somehow keeps getting lower.
Also, peri-peri sardine dip (
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