Oh wow, thanks
@mindlessness . And thanks to everyone who voted!
Let’s see, what has our Lidl Lyds been up to lately?
I’m no
@Oops... , but I’ll try my hand at a little recap rhyme time . . .
Lidl’s Botox and filler have migrated, and Aldi’s lips are as bad as his wife’s . . .
But that’s just the beginning of Liedia’s strife.
She compared HER Karen Millen SALE edit items to myriad luxury designers . . .
But her arrogant behaviour led to many subscriber decliners.
Frow’s jewelry launch dinner got no Insta support from Lyds . . .
But Fleur’s event attendance had us asking, “why she be slummin’ it with these kids?”
Lidl reached 900K Insta followers with nothing to say . . .
But with Tattlers reporting her bought bots, we’ll surely spoil her day.
Regarding her greenhouse and gardening, unsolicited opinions are unwanted . . .
But building raised beds and another veg trug had CinderAli undaunted.
We’re hoping our Lidl tries to harvest “winter” veg . . .
But all of the spiders in her Alitex palace will certainly put her over the edge.
Aldi continued to show us the real nasty Lidl in his vlog . . .
But Lidl headed to Sussex and Brighton with her lapdog. (Cawwwie . . . and Bolly . . .)
This is a re-do, as her holiday at The Grove was wrecked . . .
That’s because she verbally assaulted a pregnant hairdresser – I checked.
She found herself a milking stool to complement her new copper tub . . .
Methinks she won’t be using her Globy kit in there for a good scrub.
According to the two twats, the pub was not worth booking . . .
But then, please compare their fare to Lyds’ Thermomix cooking.
Lyds insulted every pub, room service menu, and hotel around . . .
And on Cawwwie referring to the people they met as “middle class,” we frowned.
She’s back at Despina’s, she’s thrown Ruby to the curb . . .
Maybe now she’ll stop picking new hairdressers to disturb.
Despite multiple Olaplex treatments, her hair is still fried . . .
And we are still missing our community guidelines by which to abide.
The two besties drank warm, gifted wine by the side of the road from a plastic cup . . .
We’re sure Virgin Wines would consider that ad a major
duck-up.
Between the naked PR guy and the frenemy, she needs a management team . . .
But for her to join the profesh likes of Gleam is a far-off dream.
We’re still waiting to hear the GHD giveaway winner . . .
Instead, Lyds served tiny pants Aldi a congealed risotto dinner.
She’s consulting an interior decorator to help her finish her rooms . . .
Soon enough we’ll be up to our eyeballs again in Ken and Graham paint fumes.
A country Cotswolds manor The Bungalow is not . . .
She tried to claim she lives in Bucks, but her bins got her caught.
Sick Lumi was being a diva at the vets . . .
No surprise there – owners do take after their pets.
As an ambassador for Intimissimi, she’s been deceiving us about bra sizing . . .
But her taking of ideas and inspo from Tattle is uncompromising.
She’s getting her dream master bath vanity to hold all her free beauty . . .
But no amount of lisping baby voice can hide her being truly snooty.
Our slothy mole bought a sage green Lady Dior.
But with her content off the rails, her audience finds her a bore.
Tamara’s Fashion Week video makes you do a double-take . . .
I guess a cinched waist does not a fashion influencer make.
Her partnerships and sponsorships are drying up . . .
I guess that’s the consequence of telling your LEMmings to shut up.
She ditched Frow for Josie to get a Soho Farmhouse membership . . .
But hanging with Lidl is like a bad drug trip.
She shaded her Dior book tote and is now shilling the Chanel cosmetic range . . .
Her calling Aldi on the golf course about soil and spiders seemed a bit strange.
She told her followers not to come to her for good English as the grammar police . . .
But at £50 for plastic tat, she’ll come for her sheep to fleece.
She promoted Sali Hughes’ podcast, as a victim of online bullying and trolls . . .
From that Insta story, I could hear the Tattler eye rolls.
She plans to fill Ali fivehead’s future study with empty books . . .
We all know, with the M-Gs, it’s only about looks.
I expected another wine-fuelled, gifted “date” night written rant . . .
Oh right, I forgot, with weak wrists, she can’t.
She’s copying Josie and Frow’s dog content with Bolly . . .
But she won’t stop the clickbait titles and begging folly.
She’s at war with Cawwwie’s “friend” over Hula Hoops . . .
Her and her PAID friends sure are nincompoops.
She wants a sage Discovery as a new car . . .
There really is no limit as to how low she will set the beg bar.
While she’s at her beauty island giving herself a million eye fucks . . .
We all know she’ll never really shell out the big bucks.
While we welcome new members to our slightly thorny book club (
@Pixiegirl ) . . .
Our CEO, FOUNDER, and all-around Boss Babe is busy wearing Zimmerman in a shrub.
) and absolutely brilliant (and rhyming) recap! 
Community guidelines
Bees
Greenhouse order
Blood test results
House facelift, porch and The Bungalow nameplate
GHD winner
Outdoor kitchen
Bedroom makeover
En suite Bathroom plans
Cinema room
Dressing room faults addressed
New dressing room for Ali
New office (former playroom/dining room/whisky room)
Globy update
