August 2010
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“I think we should go and show Sarah; but I’m not actually wearing any trousers.”
Good evening. Or is it the afternoon still? The clock says a quarter to five, but my curtains are shut. Discuss below. Anyway, here is the evidence of my weekend: There’s more, but I can’t get my mini SD card out of my phone to stick them on here. Also I can’t give away Continue reading
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Tea At The Ritz, Being Part One of Two Blogs, ‘In the Last Week Frank Has Left the House’
Last Tuesday it was my mum’s fiftieth birthday (I’m sure she appreciates my informing the Internet of this fact). Because she is Mum, and a secret Mrs. Bucket, my immediate family plus one grandmother took a trip to London. To The Ritz Hotel. For afternoon tea… At half seven in the evening. Apparently you have to Continue reading
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Yo, Subscribers, Click the Link and READ THE WEBSITE.
If I start this blog any more times I’m going to get carpal tunnel. A few years ago, I met this girl through a mutual friend. I’d heard her name on the grapevine, mostly bitchy comments, and when I met her I kind of thought “Is this it?” With a French plait and Continue reading
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I Can’t Believe She Just Wrote That
I finished watching House with my mother about half an hour ago, and they were treating a girl with cancer/liver failure/heart problems/facial bruising. The more distinguishing factors in the episode was that the girl in question, whose name was Frankie, was a serial blogger. She frequently fought with her boyfriend about the lack of Continue reading
