When Ranty Friday was a regular thing I would blog about one thing. Invariably it was only thing that had wound me up in the preceding week, so Friday was my day to get it off my chest. Not this week though. Quite a few things have pushed my buttons. Starting with Jan Moir. I can’t stand the woman quite frankly. She’s got a vile outlook
Not all of it, obviously. But some of it. “It” being media outlets in this country. Two things in particular this week have seriously pissed me off. Made me want to bang my head against my desk and wonder if this is 2018 or the dark ages. The first was this tweet, with a link to an article in the Daily Mirror asking “What will happen to Holly Willoughby’s
This is another regular blog feature that got binned because I thought regular ranting might not be good for my blood pressure. But I have missed getting stuff off my chest so have decided to bring the feature back, though I can’t promise it will be every week. In fact this one has been in my “I really must blog about that because it is RIDICULOUS” pile for a month.
It is rare these days that I get so incensed that I stop what I am doing and start bashing out a blog post. Ferociously bashing away at the keys, raging inside so much that the words spill out onto the screen and I hit publish the instant it is finished. But here we are again Giles Coren. Here we are again. I was pissed at you a
I am steaming. See that picture above? That steam just came out of my actual ears. 24 hours ago I was on holiday but here I am, a day later and any feelings of being relaxed have been destroyed. Replaced with anger at your systems and my now almost daily dealings with your company. I haven’t blogged in ages as I haven’t really had the time, but this afternoon I
It has been a while since I ranted on a Friday but I saw a headline yesterday that properly made me rage. And made me ask “when is a review not a review”? No surprise it was in the Daily Mail but hey ho. The article in question was this one: So it will also come as no surprise to you that it grabbed my attention
. Well it was only a matter of time really. Though I swore I would never discuss politics on my blog because it always divides opinion, gets heated, and well, earlier this year I lost friends over politics so I am not prepared to open myself up to that again. This week though George Osborne said something that made me rage more than any other, and with one fell swoop
. It’s Friday and I haven’t had a rant for a while. I wasn’t going to have one today either, until ten minutes ago. Let me bring you up to speed. Earlier this week I placed an order for Mr B’s wedding anniversary present for next week, with a popular online department store. Feeling lazy, and tight (sorry, but £6.95 for delivery is a bit riduculous), I opted
. I don’t do travelling light. I never have. And quite frankly I never will. I am going away for, let’s say four days so NEED four outfits. At least. Possibly even six if we are doing a posh dinner. Or if I am out all day and want to change in the evening. I also want a change of shoes. And toiletries. And make up.
. warning this post contains swearing. Lots of swearing. All the swears. If swearing offends then please leave now and Google some kitten pictures which is what I shall now be doing in an effort to calm down. oh love. I do not think it’s right to facilitate people living an unhealthy lifestyle. In the same way [that] I don’t believe that a size zero should be available, it’s not
I am sick of the Election already. And that’s why it is Ranty Friday this week. Actually it isn’t the election I am sick of, it is other people insisting their view on politics is the only acceptable one and ramming it down my throat. The last time I looked we lived in a democracy. In a country with more than one political party. Where we are free to choose
. On Wednesday of this week I went online to order my mum some mother’s day flowers. It might be a tad late for some but my mum has been abroad for a few weeks so I decided to get them delivered when she was back in the country. Went to complete the order, and feeling lazy decided to use Paypal because I can’t remember my debit card details.