Also they are in completely different jars, if you can’t read, have a sense of vision or have a sense of smell, you probably shouldn’t be even near a kitchen especially if you can’t tell the difference between marmite and peanut butterMarmite jars have a very distinctive shape, there aren't many Marmite fans who would mistake it for a jar of peanut butter
For the last time no it is not!New thread today, asking once again if 100k is enough to live on
Because they are all such delicate little things, and anyone who actually only got 1 or 2 family meals out of a chicken are greedy fat pigs.If they all earn six figures why do they eat one chicken for a week?!
Like, I get if it's miles away you might not want to go for an evening, but to act like it's an insult to be asked rather than nice to be thought of...And how very dare you invite them only to an evening reception for a wedding! They will not accept being a second-tier guest and won't attend. I feel sorry for the couples with limited funds and just want a party with friends, having had to put up with Great Aunt Bertha all day because she's 'family'. Being invited to a party with dancing and a free buffet isn't an insult.
Wasn't there a Harry Enfield sketch like this where it was implied the man was some kind of pervert.Surely no one think this is normal
‘I change my clothes about 5 times a day depending on what activity i'm doing. I also shower 3 times a day. I thought everyone did this to be honest"
They’re the kind of people you see in the supermarket shopping as whole family, mum dad and kids all together. Treating it as a family day out. Like you say weird and clingy.I've seen many threads where they say they have no friends, are happy to just be with their husband (they do everything together) and I just think how claustrophobic it sounds. I personally would go insane being around the same person that much.
It would be so tedious.
I took a few train journeys with DD in a pram and not able to stand and people were so kind and helpful.I think once they meet their partner, they let their friendships die out because they have their partner now and don’t need anyone else. It’s happened to me and several people I know in rl.
I’ve also found people to be helpful on trains towards people struggling. I’ve seen men offering to help mums carry the pushchair down the steps, my sister had passengers help her with the pram on board the train, someone offered to help me with my heavy suitcase and one of my friends was struggling to get off the train due to her disability so a lady offered her a hand. Separate experiences.
Mind you, I expect Mumsnetters wouldn’t accept help on a train and be a martyr.
That’s my experience but Mumsnetters are so bloody combative they assume everyone just wants to hate them for daring to leave the house with an immobile infant. They think someone kicking the buggy down a flight of stairs for shits and giggles is more likely then someone offering to lend a hand to get it down.Ook
I took a few train journeys with DD in a pram and not able to stand and people were so kind and helpful.
To be honest, that sort of thing would have caused me major anxiety too. I remember the first time I tried taking my baby on a bus. The driver told me there wasn’t room and I’d have to fold my pram. But in order to do that I needed to take my six week old out, remove the seat from the chassis, then fold the chassis, then haul both pieces onto the bus and try to find somewhere to store it all. While people on the bus would be tutting and staring, no doubt. Impossible, really. I also had raging PND, but I don’t think even the most mentally healthy new mum would have managed it by themselves with an infant in their arms.They all get so would up about normal life stuff! Yesterday there was a poster who was worried about ‘how’ you take your baby on a train. What if you have to collapse your buggy? You can’t hold your baby and do it one handed! You obviously can’t get anyone to hold your baby, because they might be a kiddy fiddler or a toxic MIL or have an invisible coldsore. WHAT DO YOU DOOOOOO?!
although it did make me laugh when a poster piped up scathingly, ‘I don’t know about anyone else but at 13 months mine were WALKING. They could easily support themselves while I dealt with the buggy’
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