Maybe she means that if she was a 1950s housewife, she'd have the time to pick up her deliveries from the sorting office or to be at home during the day ... I dunno. Instead of which she's churning out drivel and portraying herself as not much more than a prostitute, except she does it for free - in fact she actually pays for it in expensive hotel stays, flippin' cashmere sweaters etc ... Is that a sort of reverse type of prostitution? Has she no pride? Of course none of it is true, but it beggars belief that she actually chooses to portray herself in such a dysfunctional, deluded and shameless nutcase.* ‘it’s hard dating the UK’s most read writer’ seriously?! Is she having a laugh? The delusion is off the bleeping charts with that statement.
*I don’t understand how Royal Mail posting a missed delivery card through your door equates with you being treated like a 1950s housewife. I’m not so sharp this morning, having made the fatal mistake of mixing my drinks last night, (Prosecco and gin) but I genuinely can’t fathom this one?
It's the way you tell 'em!I also thought our Liz didn't drink?!!
"I'm not a desperate little woman."
Alas, Liebling, I cannot you at the office zhindig join... I have urchent business in the Sudetenland...But please please please come to my works party. Interesting how the German has become Germanic again "in the morning we are in silence"
Followed by three diaries moaning that she bought him Neals Yard titanium toenail clippers for Christmas, when he mysteriously disappears on an impromptu driving holiday in PolandAlas, Liebling, I cannot you at the office zhindig join... I have urchent business in the Sudetenland...
Unfortunately, she doesn't give a duck.Followed by three diaries moaning that she bought him Neals Yard titanium toenail clippers for Christmas, when he mysteriously disappears on an impromptu driving holiday in Poland
Also Liz, being serious for a sec, as blocking chimneys and vents is a pet peeve of mine: Depending on they *actually* said about the chimneys, you might not have to punch holes in the chimney breasts, unless you’re putting in solid fuel stoves and/or the flue-line coils around the room. A flexible chimney liner may be sufficent, with a cowl of some sort in the stack, depending on what the issue was.
Even if the Annexe isn’t Georgian, it’s still a traditional building, and I don’t like seeing them damaged.
I’d suggest a RIBA conservation architect to guide you on the repairs and renovations, but I like the ones I know, and I see how you write about other professionals.
Kindly contact an undertaker as I am dead!!!Is anyone genuinely nauseous at the thought of our Teutonic hero straddling La Liz, goblet pursed to lips as he goes balls deep
Screaming!!!Alas, Liebling, I cannot you at the office zhindig join... I have urchent business in the Sudetenland...
Imagine her in a County Durham Council old folks bungalow.She's on an interest-only mortgage with a dearth of work at present.
I suspect 2025 is going to be a bit challenging for the poor old dear.
Unfortunately, she doesn't give a duck.
Did you see what she did to Lawn House?
She's on an interest-only mortgage with a dearth of work at present.
She's got this truly bizarre obsession with ripping out the kitchen everywhere she goes. I know home reno is hugely popular and people like to have the latest trends but someone paying for a brand new kitchen in a rental place like she did a while back is proper madness.
She spends it all on botox, designer stuff and expensive hotel stays doesn’t she?Doesn't she get quite a good wage for the Diary?
I expect she does, but if she didn't, she'd be in a decent financial position.She spends it all on botox, designer stuff and expensive hotel stays doesn’t she?
There are a lot of AI-written articles out there now which make no sense at all.I just googled a list of the UK’s top 30 most read columnists for 2024, and quelle surprise, guess who didn’t feature on there?
The perplexing thing was, Michael Winner is on it, and he’s dead. It was dated April 2024