She really is getting worse. I'm currently on maternity leave and finding things so hard. At least once a week I have a day where I just cry because I can't find the time, energy or courage to leave the house. And so to see her swaning around without a care in the world.I noticed allllllllll the clouds at the dreary looking farmers market. That explains the delay in stories. Then back to beach spam and wall to wall blue skies as you were. Yawn. The maternity leave comment is beyond crass and offensive to all mums who work or are on real maternity leave. Surely even she doesn’t believe the bs that she writes?!
Well Australia got the wrong pair of doughnuts if they think these two will spend moneyThey'll say something like Australia needs the tourists spending money
She really does live in cuckoo land. My husband is self employed and whilst he earns a good wage which means we can afford for me to be at SAHM, it comes with the sacrifice of him working away Monday - Friday, so I’m solo parenting 5 days a week. On a rare occasion that he’s working “local” enough to commute from home he’ll do a 14 hour day. Sunday nights he’s in bed by about 9pm as he starts his Monday morning at 4/5am so that he can be at his first job for 9am, which is usually the south coast when we live in the Midlands so his day starts with a 4 hour drive. He rarely takes holiday or time off as being self employed time off = no pay. She has NO IDEA how fortunate she is that her husband actually going to work is the rarity for her, rather than him having time off being unusual, like 99% of us who live in the real fucking world. Rant over!!!She barely saw Ben before this trip apparently. She has no idea how normal people live does she? Where one/both parents are out of the house 10/12 hours a day working; not having picnics on a Monday lunchtime or having 10 holidays a year.
Yes, except her giganto feet which remained a lurid pink.It looks weirder cos she has slathered fake tan all over her legs but not over the top half of her body
I find that those that shout the loudest about being happiest and oh so content are the ones who are trying to prove something to themselves and the world and they are actually the most miserable.The smugness factor is out of control just now, she's coming across like an absolutely twat with all this dreamy, beachy, unplugged motherhood, blissed out holiday spam. I hope she has an economy flight from hell on the way back and arrives in gloomy February in Britain with an almighty thud and a hefty dose of reality. But she won't, becasue she always fucking lands jam side up.