Shimmering
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That's modern day vanity sizing though. In the seventies you'd have been a size 22.
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Miss Begotten
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Like this you mean?
You couldn’t get any more authentically French than this if you were snogging President Macron on top of the Eiffel Tower with a wheel of Brie under one arm and a croissant under the other.
I tried making my own hummus once and let me tell you it tasted like shit. Hummus is firmly in the category of ‘supermarkets do it best’, along with hot sauce, ketchup and spaghetti hoops. I think making your own condiments (garlic mayo aside) is a one way path to deciding life isn’t worth living anymore
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ETA (on reflection) that I think it’s insensitive posting about sauces when I know someone who lost their tongue in a freak fishing accident and now can’t speak - let alone taste ANYTHING. I take back my above post and will not be discussing this anymore in solidarity with the chronically tongueless
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ETA (on reflection) that I think it’s insensitive posting about sauces when I know someone who lost their tongue in a freak fishing accident and now can’t speak - let alone taste ANYTHING. I take back my above post and will not be discussing this anymore in solidarity with the chronically tongueless
A medium Dominos is a good size to be full of food but not regrets.
When I was a teenager I went to the Pizza Hut buffet, loaded my plate each time with 2 slices and a couple of spoons of pasta. I went back 13 times and then had 3 ice cream factories. I count it as my greatest achievement.
When I was a teenager I went to the Pizza Hut buffet, loaded my plate each time with 2 slices and a couple of spoons of pasta. I went back 13 times and then had 3 ice cream factories. I count it as my greatest achievement.
Salmonshirt
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I cannot work out if this is serious or not?! Neither option would surprise me.
This thread is gold
This thread is gold
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Millie2023
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Yay for a “what have you eaten today” thread!
Toast, with fried avocado, tomato, pepper, onion and mozzarella (all good intentions)
A Terry’s chocolate orange bar (boring meeting)
A wagon wheel (they are no longer bigger than my head) (another boring meeting)
A pack of 2 biscuit things (and another)
A packet of crisps (greed)
A babybel (I only went in the fridge for some milk)
And pasta with fuckknows what sauce, with grated cheese and half a bottle of Merlot. (Sheer laziness)
Toast, with fried avocado, tomato, pepper, onion and mozzarella (all good intentions)
A Terry’s chocolate orange bar (boring meeting)
A wagon wheel (they are no longer bigger than my head) (another boring meeting)
A pack of 2 biscuit things (and another)
A packet of crisps (greed)
A babybel (I only went in the fridge for some milk)
And pasta with fuckknows what sauce, with grated cheese and half a bottle of Merlot. (Sheer laziness)
orangehead
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There's a mumsnetter on holiday in France…
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Serene Serena
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The poster who trilled
"I LOVE how French it is! Sounds absolutely ridiculous I know, but in the same way that some things are quintessentially British, France is just so French. The Metro signs in Paris, the cafes and bistros, the immaculately turned out thin women, Chanel perfume. I just simply love it" sounds like an absolute bellend who has been to Paris once on a 6th form school trip in 1987.
"I LOVE how French it is! Sounds absolutely ridiculous I know, but in the same way that some things are quintessentially British, France is just so French. The Metro signs in Paris, the cafes and bistros, the immaculately turned out thin women, Chanel perfume. I just simply love it" sounds like an absolute bellend who has been to Paris once on a 6th form school trip in 1987.
orangehead
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It's just how I live my life now. My husband isn't happy because I won't wash up (could cut myself and bleed to death), I won't bath (could drown), I won't shower (could slip and hit my head and die), I won't go out (could be hit by a truck and die), I won't hoover (could be electrocuted to death plugging it in) and I won't get out of bed (could trip and hit my head and die) but like I say to him, what would he tell the coronerWe have had that one … thinking of working backwards from an inquest what would you do/say
orangehead
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I looked at a photo of a croissant, hoping the frenchness would absorb itself into me and for dinner I will eat a slice of leek that I will steam until slightly tender but not so much its lost its nutrients.
Miss Begotten
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Ugh. Fancy allowing common people to go out in public. I wonder if they were eating Greggs pasties and swigging from a can of Super Tennents.
This is my absolute favourite response
“Once at Chessington ( years ago) a young bloke was holding a lit ciggie at his side near my DS face and I had to yell at him in French to move it .
Probably my finest mothering moment !”
They sound like absolute dicks its so funny.
I love England, every morning I walk on the rain to Greggs for a fresh sausage roll and a steak bake. I love riding on the bus, the feel of the scabby seats underneath my buttocks whilst I gaze lovingly at the view, the poundlands, the costas and the charity shops. At lunch time I look forward to a meal deal in the park, whilst I listen to the local chavs (tinkly laugh) berate their feral illegitimate children. I then skip home from work to my empty house because I kicked out my DH because he picked his nose and I sent my DS to live with him as he is only 5ft 10 and has large legs. I then revel in eating a LARGE portion of chips from the chippy which normally would feed the local state school (I do donate food to them sometime because they are all poor)
Tinkly laugh
Kikini Bamalam
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The fucking amateurs! I can only get clothes to fit me in 0-3 months, are all those Dfatties not back to their birth weights *head tilt, tinkly laugh*
I'm 5'2" tall, so in theory I probably could fit in kids clothes, unfortunately I am 6' in width so I have to wear a circus tent that has been taken up for my little legs
My older boy does everything he can to look like he’ll be with you in 30 mins with a gram for your night out. It annoys the life out of meThere's a thread on AIBU asking what middle class boys wear with many posters assuring op their son is middle class but does everything he can not to look middle class
Kikini Bamalam
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TheDragonWithAFlagon
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The manky cardigan thread is cracking me up.
OP lives in a particular cardigan ('semi structured, crochet, smart and in good condition', which is why she wears it so much) and her husband asked if they could stop and he'd buy a new one on their way out to eat with his mother. She's quizzed him why it's not OK to wear it and the poor bugger has said something like 'Well, I don't think your sister would wear something like that'. His mother has even complimented it. A previous thread has stated that their combined monthly income is ten and a half thousand a month.
He's obviously furiously wanking over her sister in private, abusive, controlling, etc. Because it's a lovely, smart cardigan that she's only had for a year.
OP posts this.
OP lives in a particular cardigan ('semi structured, crochet, smart and in good condition', which is why she wears it so much) and her husband asked if they could stop and he'd buy a new one on their way out to eat with his mother. She's quizzed him why it's not OK to wear it and the poor bugger has said something like 'Well, I don't think your sister would wear something like that'. His mother has even complimented it. A previous thread has stated that their combined monthly income is ten and a half thousand a month.
He's obviously furiously wanking over her sister in private, abusive, controlling, etc. Because it's a lovely, smart cardigan that she's only had for a year.
OP posts this.
A similar tale: My mum's a medical secretary (so outing) and once checked a letter prepared by a colleague who was new to the job. They'd written that a patient had undergone a 'baloney amputation'.
One of the worst mispellings I've seen on Facebook was a pregnant woman with her "Jew date".
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Wackie Jeaver
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Anyone reading the one about the woman who insisted on going to the Caribbean to have her baby on the beach? Now she and hubby (yes, I did that deliberately) are abandoned, devastated, starving, out of cash etc etc and can't bring the baby home. I have no ounce of sympathy for them - and for once, nor do the harpies over there, or indeed the posts on the DM story. Pair of absolute imbeciles.