@Ginnyreturns But who is she nattering to? (Excuse the grammar!) I don't even know what this whole bizarre fantasy is supposed to achieve. It's a lot of effort to impress ......... who? Mike? Mrs Mike? Yellow trotters? The cleaners? Her estranged family? Ben Shephard? The orchestra at the Florian? YOU LOT?
And as her social media posts from this weekend seem to confirm, she never actually does anything she says she is going to do. With the demise of Headcase before it had even begun she evidently decided that mental health issues could remain non-beautiful after all. And with the demise of Wedgie Press before the submissions guidelines had been announced she evidently decided that the silenced women had no need of a voice, after all. And with giving up the 26 billion steps for victims of DV after after a few steps she evidently decided that the victims of DV did not merit her efforts, and could therefore remain victims. Same with the marathon that she neither trained for nor ran, and a host of other fantasy endeavours. Why is it that one minute these issues are extremely important, but when it looks like she might have to put in some graft they are no longer of any consequence? Don't answer. We already know. It's because the issues are not important to Liz. The important thing in Liz Fraser's life is Liz Fraser and the perpetuation of her fantasy of success and recognition. She just latches on to all the other stuff to continue in her own strange little fantasy world.
Fancy flying to Venice and pretending for days that she is running a successful creative retreat, all the while posting stuff on SM which suggests quite the opposite. If she really wants to do something meaningful, perhaps she could get a proper job? She could tidy up the books at Gulp Fiction, or do a bit of washing up for the Missing Bean.
Her life is just so tragic. Without the 'private means' she'd probably spend her days wandering the streets talking and laughing to herself.
Oh, hang on ..............