Mrs Hinch #545 Liar liar pants on fire, you’re boring as fuck and your content is dire
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Everyone in the Hinch household seems to have size 5 footz, even Lonnie with his first shoes. She just can’t believe he’s walking if she’s honest guys 🥲
More unnecessary purchases with a £99 popcorn machine for the ‘mini movie room’ which we expect to be used once and then never seen again, as is the fate of everything that enters the Hinch house.
Soph had clearly been looking back at old to do lists on Friday evening, as she was able to tick off ‘hold hands with Jamie’ aka Mr Orangery.
Saturday was a day off while she did some Lonnie’s birthday pre-records.
Mr Hinch stepped in with a load of shit from his camera roll.
Despite promising to be back online on Sunday, Soph only managed to pop on to tell us all to have a wonderful day. How inconsiderate to her Hinchers.
Monday came, and the new week brought pre-records in the form of…. you guessed it…. child endangerment!
This time Ron was seen running to the opposite side of the front garden, with the three R’s of the Alpacalypse chasing after him.
How none of the adults in Ronnie’s life can see just how dangerous this is, and step in to protect him, is beyond us.
On to a washing machine clean which was apparently well overdue, even though she only did a week ago, and we’ve seen the same sponge shot a hundred times before.
The eco warrior then popped her 3 cloffs in for a 4 hour wash cycle.
It’s no wonder she needs to clean the machine weekly, as she’s declared 3 different things that she’s ‘always used’ in the last week alone!
A little more child endangerment, only this time it was Lennie and an obviously anxious Henry
A quick ad, complete with wobbly bed and more filters than a coffee machine.
Soph’s goodnight post used the exact same words as 2 weeks ago, so we nusty fat hens really should pay better attention!
Jamie clearly hadn’t clocked in enough hours this week as he then shared him and Soph playing a game.
Soph says she’s not a celebrity (true); that Jamie’s fat (harsh but true); and that her dream job would be “animals…. loads of animals”
Today she finally shared that they’re going to pack up Greyskull to move, and asked for tips.
If only she had somewhere to write a list….
A quick undeclared ad for her Tesco range (asa woohooooo) and then another culinary treat for the boys. Ever heard of Mini Milks Soph?
At 7pm they were back at Faux Farm waiting for a takeaway… My 3 year old was fed and on the way to bed at that time, maybe I’m still learning guys?!
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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, fucking fluffheads, bucktooth bastards, floofies.
Plagiarism is the practice of taking someone else's work or ideas and passing them off as one's own.
) but my anxiety has been massive. I’m still suffering with depression on top of it. My last job treated me awful laughing about me having a baby, saying “you’re not keeping are you?!” The constant sniggering when I leave a room and whispers, I feel sick about finding something new. Yet people like her just throw their money at anything and everything without a care! She literally sits on her phone all day every day and pretends to do stuff with the kids when really they’re just her little puppets who aren’t allowed to do anything (well Ron mainly, lonnie is the golden one!) 
. No hat but shades. Staying at the hotel!
What an effing waste of time and effort.
