TheDragonWithAFlagon
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Where did we steal fish and chips from?!
Also please can you and Disgruntled goat (can’t seem to tag or spoiler or anything!) be my neighbours…who love feeding neighbours….
Portuguese Jews, mostly.
Where did we steal fish and chips from?!
Also please can you and Disgruntled goat (can’t seem to tag or spoiler or anything!) be my neighbours…who love feeding neighbours….
The true origins about fish 'n chips are obscure.Where did we steal fish and chips from?!
Also please can you and Disgruntled goat (can’t seem to tag or spoiler or anything!) be my neighbours…who love feeding neighbours….
Yes! I learned that from James Herriot.Eat with Wensleydale... Oooh yummy. Cheese and fruitcake very traditional in the Yorkshire Dales too.
And years ago, those random Open University programmes in the middle of the night. Those opened my eyes to all sorts of subjects I'd never have even known existed.It's also responsible for a huge amount of cultural capital and can act as a jumping off point for self directed learning -
Sesame Street, including the Alphabet Song (with an X Y Zee) = learning that Americans pronounced some letters differently, that there were different spellings that sounded similar. And that anything American = parent was going to hate.
General pronunciation of English, French and Italian.
See a film on a Saturday afternoon = I'll read the book that's lurking in the shelves. Learning that a lot of things on TV were originally books (and could be better).
Film tropes.
First introduction to the Ship of Theseus Paradox.
Greek mythology. Ulysee-ee-ee-ee-ees. The Iliad and Homer's Odyssey. Whether through the medium of rabbits or with the chills of the Hydra's teeth soldiers (and therefore giving an idea of how to pronounce the names when read in a book I was bought after being transfixed by Harryhausen movies - because there wasn't anybody in the house who had a Scooby how to make sense of Ancient Greek).
Alexandre Dumas. One for all and all for one, Muskehounds are always ready...
Religion. For good, for bad, for indifference.
All of those 30s, 40s and 50s movies.
Programmes about Art and painting, even the design and lighting in programmes and films evoking eras and aesthetics.
Sarcasm. My first true language. Hyperbole, scathing comments, irony, infamy (infamy, they've all got it in fer me).
HG Wells, Jules Verne, Philip K Dick, Agatha Christie, Shakespeare.
It's how I knew about different countries, that other people's homes looked different, that other people had different lives that included jobs and education, music was more varied than anything heard indoors, that people spoke differently.
TV is the way I became able to pass for a vaguely functional human being. Because there wasn't any way I was going to be anything but a repeat of the previous generations without it there to give me a glimpse of something else, something more.
With the tit boots and edgy hair, I’ve just realised she looks like Panzee from the Zingzillas.
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This was taken just before Panzee pawned her guitar and turned to sex work.
Just noticed this in the @VeniVidiVicki haul
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Mither DV, unaliving
bleeping GHOUL. Oh and LIAR.That’s a grim choice of expression and a very odd one for someone who has claimed multiple times she experienced violent assaults from more than one intimate partner (including a separate highly detailed claim on her blog just 5 months before the Gloss post above)
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Mind you, this below is also an odd choice of expression from someone who later claims at this time she was a “wraith” who could go for weeks without speaking to another human being and who has also (years later) luridly claimed multiple times she attempted suicide in a bath at the end of July 2012. So less than 2 1/2 months after writing this.
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Do look after yourself @StewPots. Hope you have some good support irl. Go gently.tit like this makes me absolutely rage. I’m in the midst of a manic episode ( only just clicked today - not sleeping properly, appetite everywhere, very very anxious and agitated, my mind wanting to go a million miles an hour but my body is exhausted as well as other signs )…. How bleeping DARE she with this tit seriously. I can’t even…
I know when this episode is over ( never sure how long they last with cyclothymia - it’s not as long as Bipolar 1/2 - and I don’t know if I peaked today or it’s just the start) But at the end I will crash and that’s when the dark emotions come in to it. So to see someone write this bollocks - for likes, money, attention - when you’ve been in that place for real but you can’t talk to your family about it let alone put it on a bleeping blog post…duck you Jack.
I wrote this on a post last night but felt bad after so deleted it off but actually between SB, the kitten and that bullshit above, duck it - I’m going to say it again.
It’s a good job you love yourself so much Jack - because no one else is ever going to love you and it’s all your own fault you disgusting creature.
ETA - edited for my appalling grammar and spelling tonight. Help @MancBee
Tinned soup isn't all bad. I used to make a pov pastabake with a can of cream of mushroom soup, can of sweetcorn, pasta and cheese. Served with broccoli (frozen) and cheap garlic bread. I am not Jack, just to be clear
Remember when she threatened to sue the Express for calling her a celebrity chef?
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It’s only OK to call her that if you’re paying her for a ‘talk’.
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Sorry, need to know, was it this? https://lakesfreerange.co.uk/westmorland-pepper-cake/
Add 'collaborate' to words that Jack doesn't know nor understand.
Do look after yourself @StewPots. Hope you have some good support irl. Go gently.
QMLAN and This is total conjecture/mithering and not based in anything whatsoever other than everything we know of Jack:I truly believe she found herself in the tit back then due to overspending and just acquiring for the sake of it. We don’t know how long she lived there, but we do know she was living (almost definitely rent free) with a partner in that partner’s home up until about 3 weeks before she flounced from the fire service in Nov 2011. They split in the October, Jack immediately moved into the (unnecessarily large) luxury executive two-bed apartment, went off work with stress and then within 2-3 weeks, quit her job and went on benefits.
I also fully believe that Jack renting that overly fancy apartment and flouncing from her job were in large part so she could needless to say have the last laugh and SPITE her ex-partner/guilt trip her into taking Jack back.
It’s also incredibly telling that despite all her ridiculous pov cosplay and coming on/off benefits for short lived periods of minimum wage employment and self-employment in 2012 she managed to keep up the rent on two different £725 (until the October) then £675 from Oct onwards flats throughout 2012.
The tit seems to have REALLY hit the fan for her in 2013 where she lived in 5 different places, moving four times between June/July and Dec 31st, AFTER the £25k book advance, the Fortnum’s award, the Guardian column and all the other attention and other ££ showered on her. Oh and she had a full time job from late February 2013 on THE NEWSPAPER too, so she was earning a decent amount through 2013 but just financially fucked throughout.
Oh and she lived rent free with yet ANOTHER sugarmama that autumn 2013 (PoPo fiancée, a 4 month relationship tops, from start to finish) before that too went tits up and she had to move from there into the fourth of five places she lived that year- again rent free, this time a friend’s place they were selling and let her live in.
Luckily rich Ol Leggy with the big London townhouse showed up when she did in Feb 2014 to save the day and save Jack more of that pesky rent etc so Jack could squander even more of her money on…acquiring stuff that by the time Leggy got sick of her less than 18 months later allegedly (in Jack’s own words) took 7 Luton vans, several estate cars and 6 months to move back to Southend*
ETA *moved into another 2 bedroom flat she lied and claimed was a tiny cold hovel of a 1 bed where she slept in the lounge, even though both the Times and The NY Times visiting her there that autumn and outed it as being a 2 bed (and the Times as it having a grand piano!) , and about a year after moving there Jack herself outed as a 2 bed.
@StewPots I love your posts. You make me laugh so much, plus you're so insightful re the grift! X
Night snacks!Awww thank you @DinosaurSenior
I always enjoy your posts too
I know I haven’t been here very long, but I really do love these threads. It’s crazy that one grifting bellend bought us all together. So much kindness in these threads ( you could learn a thing or two from us Jack, you utter knob ) and also SO MUCH LAUGHTER.
Clever, funny, forensic, insightful lovely bunch of Fraus and Herrs. I have left my bedroom to sit downstairs and watch horror stuff as still unable to sleep bleeping mania. Jack doesn’t have a bleeping scooby.
The appetite thing kicks in helpfully at night too, so sat with bags of Frazzles and some Jamaican ginger cake ( shop bought - I can cook really well but I can’t bake for tit. Send sympathyos and cakeos please )
Night snacks!