Mrs Hinch #544 Double seats and double standards
Winning thread title inspired by Mrs Hinch herself
Thread suggestions taken from page 30 onwards and can’t contain swears.
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Soph popped to her ‘tend friend and chief troll Stacey’s house on Monday night, where they cosied up for a selfie. Very disappointed that they weren’t off to bingo again, I’d have loved to see what Soph did for attention this time
After her late night, Tuesday was a day off.
Wednesday started with the Floofing Floofheads (see Tattle, Royoioi is still here!) and then we were treated to Jamie modelling the egg chair.
It’s a double seat guyyyschhh so two can fit in it!
2 Borrowers, maybe…. Certainly not the egos of 2 Hinchliffes.
Wednesday afternoon was a shopping trip with Trace. Hope she agreed to Soph sharing a photo of her baby to 10,000 Hinchers and a few million bots.
A B&M haul full of unnecessary washing products (Ssshhhhpppprrriiinnnnng away-k-ning anyone?) and a mushroom for Lennie’s bedroom. Just what every infant wants.
Wednesday wasn’t over yet. Soph made time to answer questions about the new house (not a farm). The kitchen has been panelled (looks tit) and the booth is one that Frankie and Benny’s would be proud of.
She then moved on to a Ronnie update! Starting off by saying she doesn’t want to share too much about his personal development, and then sharing too much about his personal development…. Let’s not forget the time she shared him on the toilet, too.
Thursday morning brought Henry, the most depressed and obese spaniel I’ve ever seen, getting his only pleasure from sniffing outside. Only to be mocked by his Mummaz.
At least she’s consistent with the treatment of all of her ‘boys’…
Another age-inappropriate play tray for Ronnie, where his every move was scrutinised and the claw was ready to grab anything that might be messy. No wonder he loves nursery.
Then, Soph showed some ways to style the Tesco range! How about putting a lit candle on top of a book? Paper’s not flammable, right?
If that doesn’t appeal, try turning a cereal bowl upside down on a dinner plate to use as a candle holder! Pop it next to a diffuser and on a fabric runner for full effect. They aren’t flammable either, are they?
She was then back at Llama Lodge to objectify the skilled craftsmen who are there to construct the orangery frame.
Imagine how she would react if Jamie made smutty comments to a group of women?
Imagine the uproar about sexism there would be?
But don’t worry Sophie, you carry on doing you. It will be your downfall and we are here for it.
More floofie action (I’m trying guyschh but I can’t get on board with calling them floofies) with the woolly wankers, who I assume are actually confined to their paddock while the orangery construction is happening!
And then more inappropriate, objectifying comments about the ‘wood’
I’m not sure that offering cruncky snacks and coke will be enough to avoid a sexual harassment complaint…
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ASA link to report undeclared ads and filtered make up ads
Make a complaint
If you’re new around here, please read the wiki
Mrs Hinch
and thread #500
Mrs Hinch #500 Sophie Hinchliffe: This is Me; Life in Lists (of Lies) - The Tattle Truths
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Fiddle is Soph’s mum.
Weepy Al is Soph’s dad.
Inch and Janine is Jamie (please read the wiki).
Jamie is short for James.
Ronnie and Lennie don’t rhyme.
Hinch Farm is not a farm.
The alpacas are also known as camels, llamas, Maldon three, woolly wankers, bleeping fluffheads, bucktooth bastards, floofies.
Plagiarism is the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own.
Books are meant to be read. Not displayed, or used as candle holders.
Winning thread title inspired by Mrs Hinch herself
Thread suggestions taken from page 30 onwards and can’t contain swears.
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Soph popped to her ‘tend friend and chief troll Stacey’s house on Monday night, where they cosied up for a selfie. Very disappointed that they weren’t off to bingo again, I’d have loved to see what Soph did for attention this time
After her late night, Tuesday was a day off.
Wednesday started with the Floofing Floofheads (see Tattle, Royoioi is still here!) and then we were treated to Jamie modelling the egg chair.
It’s a double seat guyyyschhh so two can fit in it!
2 Borrowers, maybe…. Certainly not the egos of 2 Hinchliffes.
Wednesday afternoon was a shopping trip with Trace. Hope she agreed to Soph sharing a photo of her baby to 10,000 Hinchers and a few million bots.
A B&M haul full of unnecessary washing products (Ssshhhhpppprrriiinnnnng away-k-ning anyone?) and a mushroom for Lennie’s bedroom. Just what every infant wants.
Wednesday wasn’t over yet. Soph made time to answer questions about the new house (not a farm). The kitchen has been panelled (looks tit) and the booth is one that Frankie and Benny’s would be proud of.
She then moved on to a Ronnie update! Starting off by saying she doesn’t want to share too much about his personal development, and then sharing too much about his personal development…. Let’s not forget the time she shared him on the toilet, too.
Thursday morning brought Henry, the most depressed and obese spaniel I’ve ever seen, getting his only pleasure from sniffing outside. Only to be mocked by his Mummaz.
At least she’s consistent with the treatment of all of her ‘boys’…
Another age-inappropriate play tray for Ronnie, where his every move was scrutinised and the claw was ready to grab anything that might be messy. No wonder he loves nursery.
Then, Soph showed some ways to style the Tesco range! How about putting a lit candle on top of a book? Paper’s not flammable, right?
If that doesn’t appeal, try turning a cereal bowl upside down on a dinner plate to use as a candle holder! Pop it next to a diffuser and on a fabric runner for full effect. They aren’t flammable either, are they?
She was then back at Llama Lodge to objectify the skilled craftsmen who are there to construct the orangery frame.
Imagine how she would react if Jamie made smutty comments to a group of women?
Imagine the uproar about sexism there would be?
But don’t worry Sophie, you carry on doing you. It will be your downfall and we are here for it.
More floofie action (I’m trying guyschh but I can’t get on board with calling them floofies) with the woolly wankers, who I assume are actually confined to their paddock while the orangery construction is happening!
And then more inappropriate, objectifying comments about the ‘wood’
I’m not sure that offering cruncky snacks and coke will be enough to avoid a sexual harassment complaint…
———
ASA link to report undeclared ads and filtered make up ads
Make a complaint
If you’re new around here, please read the wiki
Mrs Hinch
and thread #500
Mrs Hinch #500 Sophie Hinchliffe: This is Me; Life in Lists (of Lies) - The Tattle Truths
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Fiddle is Soph’s mum.
Weepy Al is Soph’s dad.
Inch and Janine is Jamie (please read the wiki).
Jamie is short for James.
Ronnie and Lennie don’t rhyme.
Hinch Farm is not a farm.
The alpacas are also known as camels, llamas, Maldon three, woolly wankers, bleeping fluffheads, bucktooth bastards, floofies.
Plagiarism is the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own.
Books are meant to be read. Not displayed, or used as candle holders.
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