That reminds me somehow of Ruby
The amount of accidents this woman has is actually bizarre.Mummy Bones is blogging again!
Lakes, Lochs and A Wet Dog
My husband and I finally got to take Gloria, our 1970 VW Campervan, on an adventure to the Lake District and Scotland. Gloria has been sitting pretty in her carport after two months at a repair garage, since breaking down in Birmingham on the way to Ireland/Scotland/Wales - we hadnāt decided...www.whatapalaver.co
"We were meant to just stop to let Lola have a run on the beach but as we walked down the stone steps towards the shore, I managed to slip and land on my back. I cried out in agony and my husband helped me up as I was sobbing and hobbling back up to the van. Lola's escape was cut short and she was packed back in too. But, we decided not to drive on to Ullapool as previously planned, as it was too painful to sit in the van being bumped about. We set up camp instead at the stunning Shieldaig campsite, right bang opposite Shieldaig Island. It was clear skies and sunny, so I braved a walk with my sore spine; some paracetamol starting to dull the pain and took in the peninsula and absolute beauty from wherever you looked. A hot shower later saw to my aches and pains for the time being and we walked Lola to the local pub for a delicious feast."
Another blog, another predictable accident. If all this woman's embellished/fictional disasters were real, she'd be dead a dozen times over and there'd be nothing of their house left standing.
Can this lady do anything without hurting herself? Jesus Christ. Every single entry on her blog is about her falling, or getting stuck somewhere, or dropping stuff, or being completely incompetent at household chores, or accidentally eating food that's been sneezed on.Mummy Bones is blogging again!
Lakes, Lochs and A Wet Dog
My husband and I finally got to take Gloria, our 1970 VW Campervan, on an adventure to the Lake District and Scotland. Gloria has been sitting pretty in her carport after two months at a repair garage, since breaking down in Birmingham on the way to Ireland/Scotland/Wales - we hadnāt decided...www.whatapalaver.co
"We were meant to just stop to let Lola have a run on the beach but as we walked down the stone steps towards the shore, I managed to slip and land on my back. I cried out in agony and my husband helped me up as I was sobbing and hobbling back up to the van. Lola's escape was cut short and she was packed back in too. But, we decided not to drive on to Ullapool as previously planned, as it was too painful to sit in the van being bumped about. We set up camp instead at the stunning Shieldaig campsite, right bang opposite Shieldaig Island. It was clear skies and sunny, so I braved a walk with my sore spine; some paracetamol starting to dull the pain and took in the peninsula and absolute beauty from wherever you looked. A hot shower later saw to my aches and pains for the time being and we walked Lola to the local pub for a delicious feast."
Another blog, another predictable accident. If all this woman's embellished/fictional disasters were real, she'd be dead a dozen times over and there'd be nothing of their house left standing.
Ruby lies to feel smart and special, her mummy makes tit up to get sympathy and attention.Can this lady do anything without hurting herself? Jesus Christ. Every single entry on her blog is about her falling, or getting stuck somewhere, or dropping stuff, or being completely incompetent at household chores, or accidentally eating food that's been sneezed on.
I was going to read the whole thing but God, I got so bored... Writing the dullest things runs in the family.Mummy Bones is blogging again!
Lakes, Lochs and A Wet Dog
My husband and I finally got to take Gloria, our 1970 VW Campervan, on an adventure to the Lake District and Scotland. Gloria has been sitting pretty in her carport after two months at a repair garage, since breaking down in Birmingham on the way to Ireland/Scotland/Wales - we hadnāt decided...www.whatapalaver.co
"We were meant to just stop to let Lola have a run on the beach but as we walked down the stone steps towards the shore, I managed to slip and land on my back. I cried out in agony and my husband helped me up as I was sobbing and hobbling back up to the van. Lola's escape was cut short and she was packed back in too. But, we decided not to drive on to Ullapool as previously planned, as it was too painful to sit in the van being bumped about. We set up camp instead at the stunning Shieldaig campsite, right bang opposite Shieldaig Island. It was clear skies and sunny, so I braved a walk with my sore spine; some paracetamol starting to dull the pain and took in the peninsula and absolute beauty from wherever you looked. A hot shower later saw to my aches and pains for the time being and we walked Lola to the local pub for a delicious feast."
Another blog, another predictable accident. If all this woman's embellished/fictional disasters were real, she'd be dead a dozen times over and there'd be nothing of their house left standing.
Is her dissertation actually somehow available? Maybe for students at Exeter or something? At my uni you could ask for disseminations to look at (from students, who graduated earlier) and get an idea how a dissertation should look like, or look for sources they used, etc.āShe must have had so much help with her dissertation because her comprehension, vocabulary and grammar leave SO much to be desired.
Oh lord, I shouldn't have opened that link.Mummy Bones is blogging again!