You mean you weren’t twatting around in holiday cottages? What kind of mother of a newborn are you?!Hello, my fellow Tattle bastards. I've missed you all. Having a newborn meant I had to abandon Hinch for a while so I have no idea what she has been up to. Has she confessed to being a lying, narcissistic saleswoman yet who is laughing and lying her way to the bank? Has Vesty grown some sleeves (and balls)? Has Henry lost his Christmas weight? Has Trace escaped from the loft? Has Ron been let out from behind the sofa and did his mud kitchen ever see mud? So many questions and so many threads to catch up on. It's good to be back!
Oh...probably one like me where you’re desperately trying to keep a small person alive, yourself sane, and ignoring that dubious stain on your maternity jeans...