Jack Monroe #542 A dullard talking about Vienetta

[Lobster Johnson]

I also hoard things like shower gels ( NOT boiled down soap ffs - I also have loads of soap too ) , shampoo, conditioner, face cream. I get stuff on offer or for Christmas and birthdays or save for nicer items which last me ages. Just because I know what it’s like to be low / without these essentials ( and yes, an occasional treat like a mini facial done yourself at home because salons are out of your price range).

My saddest time ( for me personally, not connected with my kids or my mum ) was when a friend of mine gave me a £15 love to shop voucher for my birthday, so I could buy some nice shower gels, bubble bath etc so I could stock Up in Boots. She knew how hard times were for me just then. She also bought me £20 groceries ❤

Honestly recounting this is making me well up because I’ve faced real grinding poverty. Things are slightly better now on that side but I’m always thinking, “What if”. I do a lot of bulk buying of essentials too, because I’m scared we will be broke if something happens and we will have no toilet roll, or washing up liquid, or laundry powder.

It’s bleeping insane but shows the real affect poverty has on your MH. I would say the trauma of the things I’ve told you about tonight contributed towards the state of my MH now - cyclothymia and EUPD. See Jack,THIS is the real poverty hangover. It never leaves you.

I spend my money carefully as I can, to make sure my kids and I never have to face that again. No fancy sideboards, spenny fridges or Lux Puddle Scarfs here. bleep.

Honestly recounting this is making me well up because I’ve faced real grinding poverty. Things are slightly better now on that side but I’m always thinking, “What if”. I do a lot of bulk buying of essentials too, because I’m scared we will be broke if something happens and we will have no toilet roll, or washing up liquid, or laundry powder.

THIS ⬆⬆⬆

If it doesn't go off, (and especially if it's on offer) buy it in while you can afford it,

And any unexpected notification regarding money etc quite literally throws me into a panic. I can barely breathe, find myself fighting back tears, and am paralysed - it takes me days to get back into a state where I can take any form of action.

It angers me so much when guest writes about being afraid of brown envelopes, because I and many others are really terrified when anything "official-looking" lands on the doormat. And it isn't amusing. And 99% of the time it's nothing to worry about. Just an envelope from the water company saying they're doing repairs to the drains on Friday or something
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Before you buy them ALL, have you thoroughly checked all local puddles?
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all of this. Both posts.

 

[YerDa]

If she's happy to accept 20 quid, you can bet that the photo is an old one, probably out of a catalogue, and the REAL coffee table has been left in a puddle and is warped and stained "Sold as seen mate! I can't give you your money back I've spent it on sideboards slop . . . OR . . . this was all performative and the squid never got the table (or anything else).

Poor kid, a lying narc who only cares about herself for a mother and an hole who enables her for a father. What a start to life he’s had.

I could slap SB's dad silly sometimes - then I think about what a fecking nightmare it must be to be trapped in a relationship with her FOR EVER, because of your love for your child, and how exhausting and stressful it must be, and I soften a little towards him. Hesurely must have been able to do more, though.

But just think - almost every other person she has ever interacted with seems to have walked/run/galloped away and built a feckin' wall around themselves; we can turn off t'internet and blank her out - but he, for all his faults, has stuck by his kid even though that means he is (probably daily) subjected to her constant narcissistic drama. It very possibly cost him his marriage, affects his relationship with his other children, and may well affect his employability (I wouldn't put it past her to turn up at his workplace, ranting incoherently) - but he is still there for SB.

100% this, lovely Micey. So many of the ninnies here have explained their experiences living within the orbit of someone like guest. It has opened my eyes as to how the seemingly simple actions you’d assume a person could do would be a million times tougher on many levels, and how emotionally draining even contemplating them could be.

 

[Valiofthedolls]

Sex worker = handing a CV over in an Ann Summers shop (while grinning).

Oops! My bad!

Sex worker = “BRAZENLY walking into” an Ann Summers shop and handing a CV over (while grinning).

 

[Foxvint]

Ah that would be when Jack in the direst throes of her direst THE POVERTY at the end of 2012 where having SOLD EVERYTHING SHE OWNED, taken out the lightbulbs and subsisted on weetabix and jam decided she was a photographer and even had a lovely lovely photography exhibition
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More of Jack’s photography during THE POVERTY 2011-2013 (TM) here:

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Here’s what else poverty stricken single mother Jack was up to in late 2012. You know, THE DIRE POVERTY Jack of the photo exhibitions, Bread and Jam crafts, AND leading light in the Southend Sisters Women’s Institute.
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Unfortunately mere months after this she was courted and feted by the National media THRUST into prostitution and stealing food to survive so probably didn’t have time for the WI and photo exhibitions any more.
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ETA pretty sure this shite in Dec 2019 starts “For everyone who is new here…” because anyone who wasn’t new would know it was all a complete load of old bollox and absolute lies.

Is there anything she hasn't dabbled in with her talentless hand? Photography, clothes design, crafty crap she couldn't give away. She tried everything and cookery was the 1 she got lucky with. Not a passion. Not a skill. She just threw a load of shite against the wall and that 1 stuck.

 

[YerDa]

duck me. How’s this for a cynical dirty delete? This post only appears in the very earliest archives of her blog- I’ve never seen it before.

November 2012, Jack is full on campaigning for Fortnum’s to stop selling foie gras.
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Less than 6 months later, Jack gleefully accepts an award from…Fortnum and Mason. She also immediately adds the logo to her blog.
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When did Fortnum’s stop selling foie gras?

Not til 2021. Here’s ss of PETA’s article about it- spoilered for length (content is fine nothing graphic), and link to jacks original article in double spoiler

Spoiler

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Spoiler: Jack’s original post

Caroline Lucas MP: "Fortnum and Mason Are Totally Inappropriate."

MP Caroline Lucas, representative for the Green Party in Brighton, has added her voice to the PETA campaign to strip Fortnum and Mason of its Royal Warrant for selling foie gras. In a letter to Lor...

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So I guess once she heard they wanted to give her an award she was absolutely fine with the whole “foie gras thing”. She certainly obliterated the November 2012 post like it had never existed and is still boasting about that award a decade afterwards- duck, it’s on agent Adrian’s web page.
View attachment 2447284 qETA: Here’s her later 2012-2013 archive, with the petition post (and a tit-ton of others from both years) long gone

Posts from November 2012 on A GIRL CALLED JACK

10 posts published by Jack Monroe (OurSouthend) during November 2012

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She really is an absolute bleep of the highest order in every single respect.

The only Principles she knows are the ones she bought her Aunty Pat dresses from.

 

[SleevelessSlopSlinger]

Is there anything she hasn't dabbled in with her talentless hand? Photography, clothes design, crafty crap she couldn't give away. She tried everything and cookery was the 1 she got lucky with. Not a passion. Not a skill. She just threw a load of shite against the wall and that 1 stuck.

Yes there is.

parenting.

 

[Foxvint]

duck me. How’s this for a cynical dirty delete? This post only appears in the very earliest archives of her blog- I’ve never seen it before.

November 2012, Jack is full on campaigning for Fortnum’s to stop selling foie gras.
View attachment 2447264 qView attachment 2447266 qJack basically provides a load of “research” (as in googled it) including digs at rich people and Gordon Ramsay(it must have been THAT MAN’s day off) and at the end directs readers to the petition
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Less than 6 months later, Jack gleefully accepts an award from…Fortnum and Mason. She also immediately adds the logo to her blog.
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When did Fortnum’s stop selling foie gras?

Not til 2021. Here’s ss of PETA’s article about it- spoilered for length (content is fine nothing graphic), and link to jacks original article in double spoiler

Spoiler

View attachment 2447275 qView attachment 2447273 qI’ve pasted the link to Jack’s full Nov post in the spoiler below, but click advisedly; as you’d expect, it’s pretty graphic and grim and includes a photo.

Spoiler: Jack’s original post

Caroline Lucas MP: "Fortnum and Mason Are Totally Inappropriate."

MP Caroline Lucas, representative for the Green Party in Brighton, has added her voice to the PETA campaign to strip Fortnum and Mason of its Royal Warrant for selling foie gras. In a letter to Lor...

web.archive.org

So I guess once she heard they wanted to give her an award she was absolutely fine with the whole “foie gras thing”. She certainly obliterated the November 2012 post like it had never existed and is still boasting about that award a decade afterwards- duck, it’s on agent Adrian’s web page.
View attachment 2447284 qETA: Here’s her later 2012-2013 archive, with the petition post (and a tit-ton of others from both years) long gone

Posts from November 2012 on A GIRL CALLED JACK

10 posts published by Jack Monroe (OurSouthend) during November 2012

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She really is an absolute bleep of the highest order in every single respect.

Same with her amazon exec speaking engagement. They're notorious for tax avoidance and a race to the bottom with workers rights but that clown will turn up and tap dance for her supper anywhere. She would deffo have been trawling for a solvent new Victim fella aswell.

 

[TheBarchesterChronicles]

You had £3000 worth of stuff to sell and you still felt the need to add in your kid's beloved dinosaur that would make about 50p at most?!

(I realise she was probably lying about this, but what a lie to tell!)

I doubt it even happened and it’s just Jack being thick and not realising how bad her poverty stories make her look. In Jack’s mind it’s a heart breaking tale - she was so poor she even had to sell her child’s favourite toy (sob sob). Instead, she’s a soulless wretch who sold her child’s favourite toy for what would amount to enough money to buy an apple or something. I’d rather just go into a supermarket and steal the apple than sell a child’s favourite toy for pennies.

 

[Foxvint]

I'm in the Didn't Happen camp about selling her childs toy too. Who is gonna pick up a childs presumably battered toy and go yes this definitely isn't a tragic thing to be flogging for buttons, that'll do for my kid. It's another blinking eyed wobbly lipped lie in service of the grift.

As with her brothel and prostitution lie it shows a stunning disregard for her son who will definitely read that in future if he hasn't already. I wonder if she'll ever sit him down and go listen mum had to exaggerate a lot of stuff for the press when you were little or just ignore it and leave him with so many unanswered questions? My guess is he has to manage her and is somewhat of a young carer so he'd probably be scared to broach it. Just have to wonder if his ma really was starving and on the game for his sake while his nan and grandad were up the road not giving a tit. Grotesque.
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You know who'll get the blame for her sons inevitable MH issues when he reads the bile and lies she's based her dubious fame on don't you- us for remembering it. Not her for saying it. It'll be My Trollz not My Lying Grifting Gob.

 

[RandomFishOils]

Didn’t she claim that this “dress” was made out of a jumper and safety pins?

Where the actual fuckety duck do you buy a three foot long jumper? And for whom was it originally made, Andre the bleeding giant?

This one confuses me also. Is she saying that she weighed much less when she earned £40k a year than after a decade in dire, crushing poverty?

Make it make sense etc.

 

[Livia Fantasy]

It’s never the clothes, but her poverty act that’s wearing thin.

 

[VeniVidiVicki]

I doubt it even happened and it’s just Jack being thick and not realising how bad her poverty stories make her look. In Jack’s mind it’s a heart breaking tale - she was so poor she even had to sell her child’s favourite toy (sob sob). Instead, she’s a soulless wretch who sold her child’s favourite toy for what would amount to enough money to buy an apple or something. I’d rather just go into a supermarket and steal the apple than sell a child’s favourite toy for pennies.

Like the chore chart. She thought it was cute and evidence of her great parenting.

 

[StewPots]

bleeping fake ass Charletan with dreadful parenting “skills” and an even more awful personality. That poor boy. I hope he can make something of himself, away from that bleeping Coke-addled hag and his drippy Dad.

I have to say too, I love that her name is now a by-word for scams and ripping people off. It’ll probably be in Urban Dictionary one day ( if it isn’t already ). Let’s see how quickly she goes back to her “deadname” then.

Hi Mellie

 

[CabalofBolorneaise]

I'm in the Didn't Happen camp about selling her childs toy too. Who is gonna pick up a childs presumably battered toy and go yes this definitely isn't a tragic thing to be flogging for buttons, that'll do for my kid. It's another blinking eyed wobbly lipped lie in service of the grift.

As with her brothel and prostitution lie it shows a stunning disregard for her son who will definitely read that in future if he hasn't already. I wonder if she'll ever sit him down and go listen mum had to exaggerate a lot of stuff for the press when you were little or just ignore it and leave him with so many unanswered questions? My guess is he has to manage her and is somewhat of a young carer so he'd probably be scared to broach it. Just have to wonder if his ma really was starving and on the game for his sake while his nan and grandad were up the road not giving a tit. Grotesque.
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You know who'll get the blame for her sons inevitable MH issues when he reads the bile and lies she's based her dubious fame on don't you- us for remembering it. Not her for saying it. It'll be My Trollz not My Lying Grifting Gob.

She never said it was his favourite so I reckon she sold a load of old toys he hadn’t touched since getting them and he then asked for one and she thought “Ah perfect this will do to make people feel sad when they read my blog.” He appears to have loving grandparents on both sides and aunties/uncles, I bet he had absolutely tons of basically untouched toys and she wasn’t doing anything most parents don’t do when they have a clear out (albeit most parents probably stick them in a charity bag or hand them on to someone they know but for SB that makes no difference, gone is gone)

 

[SouthendRealEstate]

Morning ninnies. I installed the BBC Sounds app this morning, so I could listen to some podcasts in the car, and once I’d logged in a podcast called “Classical Fix” appeared, possibly cos I’d listened to it in the dim and distant past and it’s likely been mithered about on here at some point. Anyhoo, I went in, taking one for the team, and guess what……yep, same old shite as ever, all in that hideous nasal drone. It appears to be from April 2020. My favourite bits were firstly comparing Beethoven (and I can never see that name without Bill-and-Tedding it to ‘Beeth-oven’ ) to her fragile mental state, how the music starts softly and calmly but quickly becomes noisy and trips over itself and interrupts itself, just like her mad smol pixie brain. FFS. Then they end up talking about her kitchen and she makes the point that NOBODY is allowed in there and that it’s very organised. Yes, organised. My honourable friends, I present below Exhibit A; please note I have applied squiggling, for the benefit of those of you who are sensitive to snaggle-teeth, periods zits, exhausted eyes and blatant and candid shots of big love (WFK):

 

[ClarenceBeakes]

Didn’t she claim that this “dress” was made out of a jumper and safety pins?

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Where the actual fuckety duck do you buy a three foot long jumper? And for whom was it originally made, Andre the bleeding giant?

This one confuses me also. Is she saying that she weighed much less when she earned £40k a year than after a decade in dire, crushing poverty?

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Make it make sense etc.

'Pre fame life'

I suppose we are now heading into Jack's 'post fame life', ha ha

 

[ForgettyBetty]

I have to say too, I love that her name is now a by-word for scams and ripping people off. It’ll probably be in Urban Dictionary one day ( if it isn’t already ). Let’s see how quickly she goes back to her “deadname” then.

Hi Mellie

Roger Mellie?



(a foul-mouthed and obnoxious misogynist who manages to maintain a career as a television presenter, in spite of his objectionable personality and incompetence (he sees himself as highly professional, despite abundant evidence to the contrary

 

[Lazarus]

I’ve never seen her say (at least that I recall) that she sold his favourite toy- not to say that she didn’t say that somewhere though. She never actually (to my knowledge) said she sold her lightbulbs either, just that she’d taken them out and was sitting in the Stygian gloom.

She never actually sold this when she “sold everything she owned” either. Doesn’t seem like an essential to me.
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ss @Marmalade Atkins

This dress puts me in mind of something a middle aged frump would buy for a wedding reception at the local cricket club, maybe pair it with a pair of satin peeptoe shoes and a matching bag from Barrett's shoe shop or something.

I think it would then be wheeled out 6 years later for a work function to demonstrate to middle management that she was a 'cut above'.

Imagine holding onto that for years then instead of binning/donating it, she tried to sell it?
Why not sell the Apple watch or the kitchen aid? She has ear pods, and all manner of fancy things in the one photo @SouthendRealEstate just posted but keep this?!!

 

[CrushedIcePlease]

Then they end up talking about her kitchen and she makes the point that NOBODY is allowed in there and that it’s very organised.

Yet she posts numerous “candids” taken by SB or whoever whilst she’s simmering some slop into oblivion.

 

[Foxvint]

Another parenting mither. You are always a whole person and not just a mother but mother is the most important thing you are. We all bear the scars of surviving various things (DV and sexual violence amongst other things for me without getting into a merail) and you keep this tit from your kids for their protection and peace of mind. They are not your bezzie you can unload to. You are the parent. You are the safe place for them to run. You are the thing they can throw their burden on without them worrying mum is too fragile/got her own tit. That's why the things she has immortalised online are unfathomable and for me, unforgivable.

Humiliating your kids is abusive and the ultimate no. You don't post about getting nobbed for 6 hours by some random. You don't post pics in your drawers. You don't say you worked in a brothel (especially if you bleeping didn't). You don't turn you being incapacitated on the ale which will be a traumatic memory into a cute lil look-how-much-my-boy-loves-me story. You don't make them feel not enough for you to live for by posting graphic tales of you trying to off yourself. I don't think I need go on. Hope your 30 pieces of silver were worth it Jack.