Surely this didn't really happen, they don't just go posting out adoption certificates left, right and centre?
Nope, Id say that's rubbish here in the U.K. ( might be an Overseas poster though , so might be the case where they are....?) . I had to physically go to the County where I was born to the local offices to apply for a replacement copy of mine & take proof of I.D etc and form-fill on the day as well.View attachment 2544531
Surely this didn't really happen, they don't just go posting out adoption certificates left, right and centre?
I’d say there’s a 0% chance the local authority would take it upon themselves to send out random adoption certificates to someone who’s details didn’t match up with what they requestedView attachment 2544531
Surely this didn't really happen, they don't just go posting out adoption certificates left, right and centre?
There's no such thing as an 'adoption certificate'. Even if she was dumped on a doorstep, she would have had her birth registered and been given a name, with the parents' details listed as unknown, but she would always get a birth certificate.View attachment 2544531
Surely this didn't really happen, they don't just go posting out adoption certificates left, right and centre?
I dont know about adoption certs in the post, but I will say it's not entirely unbelievable.View attachment 2544531
Surely this didn't really happen, they don't just go posting out adoption certificates left, right and centre?
Go no contact with all of your neighbours and log it with 101 or better still get your 7ft rugby playing husband (or wife, I don't like to assume) to send them this text message.I'm sad. We didn't get any trick or treaters at all. we had a lantern and a witch on a broomstick (tiny wooden one,, probaby hand carved by Peruvian fisherman) outside the door and loads of e number filled confectionary, and they all walked by.
I'm terrified they think we're the local mumsnetter home. (I mean we DO bring home 6 figures - pence is a figure yeah?) and have super high achieving young people .... but I'm MORTIFIED.
Did they put 'light-hearted' in the title though? Because Mumsnetters are simply unable to find any humour in anything unless instructions are given.Someone in chat asked 'shag/marry/avoid Cbeebies presenters' and the first 2 responses were so typical of mumsnet
None. Just cos I have kids doesn't mean I have to base my sexual desires around boring childrens TV.
Would you feel happy if dads joined in here and wrote about which female presenters they'd rather objectify?
Perfect. I am devastated. They will NVER ENTER MY HOME AGAIN (not that they ever did, obvs, because, some of them are probably trade)Go no contact with all of your neighbours and log it with 101 or better still get your 7ft rugby playing husband (or wife, I don't like to assume) to send them this text message.
Greetings local people
I am writing to you to express my righteous fury that you failed to visit my establishment on all hallows eve. I had gone to some considerable expense acquiring organic sweet treats for your offspring when they visited and sourcing the finest hand made decorations, but you failed to arrive.
Please be advised that you are no longer welcome upon my property and I have notified the authorities of my intention to snub you in the locality.
Sincerely,
The Nobotoxta family
But are you shaking and sobbing?I'm sad. We didn't get any trick or treaters at all. we had a lantern and a witch on a broomstick (tiny wooden one,, probaby hand carved by Peruvian fisherman) outside the door and loads of e number filled confectionary, and they all walked by.
I'm terrified they think we're the local mumsnetter home. (I mean we DO bring home 6 figures - pence is a figure yeah?) and have super high achieving young people .... but I'm MORTIFIED.
]The Dixie moon beam stream post has been shared on MN Facebook so I’m sure I’m thinking that the resulting cut off of the grandparents is going to solve the problem it’s so unique that somebody who knows them will see it.
Oh I LOVE it when church halls don’t allow themselves to be hired out for Halloween parties, because Satan worshipping or something.I had to endure a church hall ‘farewell autumn’ party last night (I was there in a work capacity, as a nanny) and it was full to the BRIM of Mumsnet activity. There was a big hoo ha about how deep the bucket was for apple bobbing, because children can drown in a puddle you know. IN SECONDS. And worse, what if two children who weren’t siblings bit the same apple? It was also noted that they were ‘just those cheap gala ones’ and many of the children wouldn’t eat them and two definitely wouldn’t because they can only appreciate the taste of a sharp Braeburn from granny’s orchard in the ‘Cots’ (wolds?!!)
At a craft table you could decorate a little mask with glitter etc, and that was quite awful because the glitter would travel back with them in their costumes like bedbugs from Paris and remain in the carpets for 68 years, no matter how hard Dora the housekeeper tried to Hoover it out. Also there was no FOCUS on the activity due to the consumption of sweets and there’s just NO POINT doing an artistic activity if you’re just going to shove glue and feathers at it without a CARE.
I was assured there would be wine but when I went to look it was just sicky mulled stuff and the lady trilled at me that the alcohol would all be burned off so I didn’t need to worry about getting tipsy, although I might want to watch the sugar.
I bought a bottle of actual wine on the way home and consumed it all along with all the trick or treat sweets that my charges aren’t allowed to eat. If I have to go to that again I’ll bloody drown myself in the apple bobbing bucket.