What kind of creature is she though? The once every blue moon she actually does babysit Cora (well that’s what it seems like) she will either lay in her stinking pit on the phone totally ignoring her. Pretending she isn’t hungover as
duck because of the miracle elixir that is inside out, when you can clearly see she’s as rough as a hedgehogs arse from the ale and god knows what else. Oh Cora made Jeff a cup of tea once and breakfast.. a small child using boiling water from a kettle and using a hot stove. Jeff taking parenting lessons from the McCanns again. The only time she takes her anywhere is when she’s bummed a freebie from somewhere. Apparently you live right by the beach don’t you Jeff, so why not a day out with a picnic? Oh sorry if she went to the beach she’s get no peace from the 90% of Liverpool that know her
Referring to Cora, not as my beautiful baby girl or my precious daughter, no Jeff calls her, her little mate