Carrie Hope Fletcher #86 It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me

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Wonder how long it took her to find this after reading our comments here about the mincepie.

While I dont disagree with the overall point, there are ways of doing it as an adult without coming across certifiable

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Oh Carrie can absolutely F off.
*Warning - sensitive topic*
I had a tit childhood (that involved physical and emotional abuse) so what I do in my adult life is the odd thing to help my inner child. This involves things like playing on my favourite childhood games or even buying my childhood toys from e.bay. I know not everyone deals with childhood trauma in this way but it personally helps me.
I understand you never know how bad someone has really had it but I really doubt precious Carrie H Fletcher has had such a childhood where she missed out on being a child (especially with her annual Disney World trips). She just does this for the clout.
 
" They're like a modern day version of those Dickens characters that aren't necessarily the main villain, but they're nasty and a bit gross"

Mark81 your comment made me lol on previous thread, I couldn't resist 😆

A Tale of Two Grifters

He was not a good looking man, my friend Joel Jellynubbins, in fact I had a general impression that he was not to marry at all. A man of neolithic appearance with sparse curls of coal hair scattered across his fleshy pate. Strong of brow and rich of odour, he was a foolish fellow, quick to anger over any small perceived oversight, particularly in regards to the collection of dividends or the parking of carridges. Indeed, a sort of ogre in both character and appearance.

My neighbour, Carrie Bragamuffin-Nepowail with wild tangerine hair and steely countenance had so surly a gaze that I often wondered if she was forever sniffing at sheep's gizzards. She was stout and hardy, and almost always wore a thick pair of leather boots that clung around her ample calfs. These, along with a pair of sepia coloured spectacles, Carrie wore all throughout the year, whether performing in the guilded spires of Crawley or the coal-choked depths of Crewe Town Hall where Joel Jellynubbins was birthed and raised. An unlikely pairing, infact Carrie herself made a strong reproach against Joel, that she had been forced into such a heinous match at all. Although I myself really see no reason at all why she should have made it , or she indeed must, why she made it the way she did.

#RudeDog#literature#marriedlife#tomfletcher#aulani#rsvlt
 
" They're like a modern day version of those Dickens characters that aren't necessarily the main villain, but they're nasty and a bit gross"

Mark81 your comment made me lol on previous thread, I couldn't resist 😆

A Tale of Two Grifters

He was not a good looking man, my friend Joel Jellynubbins, in fact I had a general impression that he was not to marry at all. A man of neolithic appearance with sparse curls of coal hair scattered across his fleshy pate. Strong of brow and rich of odour, he was a foolish fellow, quick to anger over any small perceived oversight, particularly in regards to the collection of dividends or the parking of carridges. Indeed, a sort of ogre in both character and appearance.

My neighbour, Carrie Bragamuffin-Nepowail with wild tangerine hair and steely countenance had so surly a gaze that I often wondered if she was forever sniffing at sheep's gizzards. She was stout and hardy, and almost always wore a thick pair of leather boots that clung around her ample calfs. These, along with a pair of sepia coloured spectacles, Carrie wore all throughout the year, whether performing in the guilded spires of Crawley or the coal-choked depths of Crewe Town Hall where Joel Jellynubbins was birthed and raised. An unlikely pairing, infact Carrie herself made a strong reproach against Joel, that she had been forced into such a heinous match at all. Although I myself really see no reason at all why she should have made it , or she indeed must, why she made it the way she did.

#RudeDog#literature#marriedlife#tomfletcher#aulani#rsvlt

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" They're like a modern day version of those Dickens characters that aren't necessarily the main villain, but they're nasty and a bit gross"

Mark81 your comment made me lol on previous thread, I couldn't resist 😆

A Tale of Two Grifters

He was not a good looking man, my friend Joel Jellynubbins, in fact I had a general impression that he was not to marry at all. A man of neolithic appearance with sparse curls of coal hair scattered across his fleshy pate. Strong of brow and rich of odour, he was a foolish fellow, quick to anger over any small perceived oversight, particularly in regards to the collection of dividends or the parking of carridges. Indeed, a sort of ogre in both character and appearance.

My neighbour, Carrie Bragamuffin-Nepowail with wild tangerine hair and steely countenance had so surly a gaze that I often wondered if she was forever sniffing at sheep's gizzards. She was stout and hardy, and almost always wore a thick pair of leather boots that clung around her ample calfs. These, along with a pair of sepia coloured spectacles, Carrie wore all throughout the year, whether performing in the guilded spires of Crawley or the coal-choked depths of Crewe Town Hall where Joel Jellynubbins was birthed and raised. An unlikely pairing, infact Carrie herself made a strong reproach against Joel, that she had been forced into such a heinous match at all. Although I myself really see no reason at all why she should have made it , or she indeed must, why she made it the way she did.

#RudeDog#literature#marriedlife#tomfletcher#aulani#rsvlt
BRILLIANT 😭
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I don’t believe anyone who says the “sobbed” on the tube after watching something, what a liar.
It’s so dramatic isn’t it? A cry in the theatre or cinema sure but full on sobbing all the way home 💀
 
I don’t believe anyone who says the “sobbed” on the tube after watching something, what a liar.
I have cried on the way home from a couple of shows. But always ones that have big emotional connections. The worst was my son's a queer where it took me two days to stop crying when I thought about it. But standing at sky's edge also hit me hard because I was PMS'ing.

Can't imagine how hormonal you'd have to be to cry about Cinderella. It was bleeping awful. Unless you're crying at wasting money on that trash fire?!
 
I have cried on the way home from a couple of shows. But always ones that have big emotional connections. The worst was my son's a queer where it took me two days to stop crying when I thought about it. But standing at sky's edge also hit me hard because I was PMS'ing.

Can't imagine how hormonal you'd have to be to cry about Cinderella. It was bleeping awful. Unless you're crying at wasting money on that trash fire?!

I cried my eyes out at A Little Life pretty much every time I saw it. But there was a reason for that - it was heartbreaking.

Cinderella is up there as one of the worst shows I have ever seen. A total waste of money and the only reason to cry at it is because you're laughing at it.
 
What do you think their NYE plans will be in Crewe? Will Gail have invited 200 of Joel’s closest friends (who he doesn’t see or speak to now as he’s too famous!)
Will they be staying in a hotel such as Rookery Hall or Crewe Hall, or at The Montagues? Will gail have bought carrie the sweets she always buys? (This probably happened once before as they’ve not met enough times for them to have a tradition) Will Joel’s dog remember him? Will they venture out or are they just too damn famous?
 
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