Mrs Hinch #593 She's going back to her roots and that's not her hair.
Thank you @mammaof3 for the new title! As always, titles taken from anywhere, marked with "thread suggestion" or they won't be seen, short as possible and no swears!
The last thread kicked off in the midst of the wardrobe reveal. In some sort of Frankenstein-esque mash up of interior design, BTEC Brad the Cad has done Soph dirty and put a wardrobe inside a walk-in wardrobe. In the same style as the kitchen, bathrooms, utility corridor etc. BTEC Brad seems to have only one style - fake cuntry farmhouse MDF.
With the revelation that between them Soph and Jamie have enough trackies and snit suits to fill two closets, it was time to go back to her roots and name some appliances.
In doing her washing machine clean, Tattlers were surprised to spot a dog poo bag caught in the filter. We all know Henry doesn't get walked, but the suprise was that dog poo bags don't get sucked through the tiny drum holes and into the filter. So, how did it get there? (And she didn't plant it there you fat trolls!)
Then she was off to the movie room to fulfill contractual requirements by pretending that she'd binged an entire series despite not being able to say more than that she likes the actors
Hinch and Inch also appear to be having trouble with the space time continuum. Despite posting at around 7:30pm, their TV was showing the time as 10:30pm. As well as the clock confusion, they also appeared confused as to the date. Yes, they posted the story on the 19th October, proclaiming to be counting down the days until....the next day when the show advertised was due to premiere. They need to get Professor Brian Cox on that because it's likely they live on the event horizon of a black hole for time on Not-A-Farm to be stretched like that!
And then it was na-night to lardsomes and the sheep as we watched a morbidly obese dog struggle to get up the stairs to his gifted £1k mattress.
After the usual day off on Thursday, she eased into a day of ads on Friday with a good morning from some of the boys of Not-A-Farm.
Continuing to prove that strict government guidelines don't apply to her, we had a story of her preparing a pumpkin (in a non-vegan kitchen) and taking it out to an uncovered chicken run which didn't even have foot dip by the entrance. Pre-record or not, she's playing with fire.
Not even the British Hen Welfare Trust wanted any part of sharing that to their stories, despite the tag.
She's so busy guysh but had time to schedule a quick sympathy pitstop with Ron icing biscuits and showing off his language skills and her emotional instability.
A sympathy story is never without a brag or an ad, and that came in the form of some desperate attempt to reel back the years and return to little old relatable Soph of the village of Maldon. She even mentioned the cloth names Kermit. Too little too late I think babe.
And of course then came the ad in the form of a cryptic "it's been a journey" montage of her buttah yarn shnit suits, shoulders and bendy furniture. Leading up the the reveal of the Allegra. Not the old Austin Allegra, no. Her prison jumpsuit now available at all tit Teshcos and a few online at Next.
She chose to filter herself a little less than normal, which had some sheep asking if she was okay. Soph being Soph, can't resist a good pity party so there she was in the comments, woe is me and brag-tastic as per.
She signed off for the day with another sympathy post to booked the brags and ads. Len doesn't sleep, but he won't sleep if you get him up to play under a bright light. Duh.
Saturday morning dawned dark and surprisingly windy (despite being a bright and wind-less day in real life) and full of tend anxiety. As readable as Biff, Chip and Kipper, Tattlers knew today would be a day for more brags and ads.
Proving that The Life of Sophie Rose belongs on the Oxford Reading Tree booklist, she followed up with a now-deleted as for Iconic makeup.
You could set a watch by her. But not at Not-A-Farm because time is weird there.
Turns out the ad was posted out of sync because shortly after its deletion, she uploaded a run down of the products, wonky beading and all.
Sophie Rose now goes by Dolphin.
Inchworms only friend is BTEC Brad
Mad Ma says it's wheel power
Thread 500/the excellent wiki for explanations galore. Thread 600 continues to creep up like Inch hovering in a doorway.
Thank you @mammaof3 for the new title! As always, titles taken from anywhere, marked with "thread suggestion" or they won't be seen, short as possible and no swears!
The last thread kicked off in the midst of the wardrobe reveal. In some sort of Frankenstein-esque mash up of interior design, BTEC Brad the Cad has done Soph dirty and put a wardrobe inside a walk-in wardrobe. In the same style as the kitchen, bathrooms, utility corridor etc. BTEC Brad seems to have only one style - fake cuntry farmhouse MDF.
With the revelation that between them Soph and Jamie have enough trackies and snit suits to fill two closets, it was time to go back to her roots and name some appliances.
In doing her washing machine clean, Tattlers were surprised to spot a dog poo bag caught in the filter. We all know Henry doesn't get walked, but the suprise was that dog poo bags don't get sucked through the tiny drum holes and into the filter. So, how did it get there? (And she didn't plant it there you fat trolls!)
Then she was off to the movie room to fulfill contractual requirements by pretending that she'd binged an entire series despite not being able to say more than that she likes the actors
Hinch and Inch also appear to be having trouble with the space time continuum. Despite posting at around 7:30pm, their TV was showing the time as 10:30pm. As well as the clock confusion, they also appeared confused as to the date. Yes, they posted the story on the 19th October, proclaiming to be counting down the days until....the next day when the show advertised was due to premiere. They need to get Professor Brian Cox on that because it's likely they live on the event horizon of a black hole for time on Not-A-Farm to be stretched like that!
And then it was na-night to lardsomes and the sheep as we watched a morbidly obese dog struggle to get up the stairs to his gifted £1k mattress.
After the usual day off on Thursday, she eased into a day of ads on Friday with a good morning from some of the boys of Not-A-Farm.
Continuing to prove that strict government guidelines don't apply to her, we had a story of her preparing a pumpkin (in a non-vegan kitchen) and taking it out to an uncovered chicken run which didn't even have foot dip by the entrance. Pre-record or not, she's playing with fire.
Not even the British Hen Welfare Trust wanted any part of sharing that to their stories, despite the tag.
She's so busy guysh but had time to schedule a quick sympathy pitstop with Ron icing biscuits and showing off his language skills and her emotional instability.
A sympathy story is never without a brag or an ad, and that came in the form of some desperate attempt to reel back the years and return to little old relatable Soph of the village of Maldon. She even mentioned the cloth names Kermit. Too little too late I think babe.
And of course then came the ad in the form of a cryptic "it's been a journey" montage of her buttah yarn shnit suits, shoulders and bendy furniture. Leading up the the reveal of the Allegra. Not the old Austin Allegra, no. Her prison jumpsuit now available at all tit Teshcos and a few online at Next.
She chose to filter herself a little less than normal, which had some sheep asking if she was okay. Soph being Soph, can't resist a good pity party so there she was in the comments, woe is me and brag-tastic as per.
She signed off for the day with another sympathy post to booked the brags and ads. Len doesn't sleep, but he won't sleep if you get him up to play under a bright light. Duh.
Saturday morning dawned dark and surprisingly windy (despite being a bright and wind-less day in real life) and full of tend anxiety. As readable as Biff, Chip and Kipper, Tattlers knew today would be a day for more brags and ads.
Proving that The Life of Sophie Rose belongs on the Oxford Reading Tree booklist, she followed up with a now-deleted as for Iconic makeup.
You could set a watch by her. But not at Not-A-Farm because time is weird there.
Turns out the ad was posted out of sync because shortly after its deletion, she uploaded a run down of the products, wonky beading and all.
Sophie Rose now goes by Dolphin.
Inchworms only friend is BTEC Brad
Mad Ma says it's wheel power
Thread 500/the excellent wiki for explanations galore. Thread 600 continues to creep up like Inch hovering in a doorway.
I’ve noticed she doesn’t post much of the chickens nowadays..used to be fresh eggs galore before.. novelty wearing off maybe?
She knows how to play her followers doesn’t she? 
