. 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.
. Oh my God, have you heard about John and Debbie? No, what on earth’s happened? They are getting a divorce WHAT?!!! But they have been together for ten years. I thought they were really happy together Well seems it is all over Why? He slapped her and split her lip OH EM GEE that’s appalling. Is she okay? Not really. He screamed at her for ages first and
. So it’s been handbags at dawn this week between Elton John and Messrs Dolce and Gabbana over this comment in an interview with the designers in Italy’s Panorama magazine: We oppose gay adoptions. The only family is the traditional one. No chemical offsprings and rented uterus: life has a natural flow, there are things that should not be changed.” Dolce then added that procreation “must be an act of love”,
. God I hate this film. And I haven’t even seen it. I hated the books and I hate that we now can’t move for having it rammed down our throats. Twinnings made a tea (but have since back tracked after a huge furore), Tesco are selling dressing gowns, Walmart in the US is selling a gift basket that comes with handcuffs. Can we all just calm the
The irony of Ranty Friday this week being about online etiquette and of people ranting online is not lost on me this week. I just want to get this out in the open right at the start. I think my point about online etiquette is that whilst I love a damn good rant, what I don’t like is people being abusive online. And that is my point this
. Today’s post is not so fuelled by anger but by sadness really but it has made me really properly think this week and made me determined to do something about it. And I guess rant that this is even a thing. This morning I have been tweeting about being on a pants mission. Tomorrow we are off to the ball (I feel like Cinderella) and I have a
. I have surfaced from the hell that is packing to write this post (and that could be a whole other rant in itself. How on EARTH am I meant to get enough clothes into a bag for three days AND still come under the weight allowance? I mean 20kg is bad enough but I am trying to just take hand luggage and there is a limit of 12kg. Twelve
. I could have ranted about so much this week but I am writing this post at 6.30am before I wake the teen at 7am and then leave the house at 7.30am and don’t return until 6pm. I have already showered, dressed, fed the cats, tidied the lounge, put the washing machine on, worked out to have for dinner and folded a pile of towels. In fact I could
It seems wrong to be kicking off the new year with a miserable blog post but this blog is nothing if not honest, and to be honest right now I am feeling pretty miserable. I hate New Year. There I have said it out loud. And I apologise to all those around me for whom this brings down the general mood of celebration. But that is just it.
Am I allowed to say “Back by popular demand”? Since people have said “Oohhh… Ranty Friday is back, I loved it” when I did one last week I have decided to bring it back again. So here goes. This is probably going to be a controversial one this week and I might regret this but here goes. All week, on Twitter, #CameronMustGo has been trending. Well it might
It’s back Baby. Ranty Friday has been brought back for a couple of weeks. I actually planned to bring it back this week as I saw something in the paper last weekend that made me rage. And then, as often happens, something else came along to supercede it and so the original idea is parked. A few people have also told me they missed my Ranty Fridays so
I started Ranty Friday because I wanted to host a weekly linky and be part of the community that is blogging. I also wanted to limit my ranting to one day a week. Increasingly, and generally as a direct result of time spent reading the Daily Mail, I was finding I wanted to rant more and more. So I thought I would make myself just rant once a week so