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Been thinking about my lovely nan a lot more than usual since my dad died. When I cleared out his flat, I had to go through her things too, which felt like grieving her all over again. She was like a storybook nan. Her name was Kitty ffs. 😅 She was chubby with white hair and ⬇️
- for her generation. She loved the gays lol, she detested racism. She was also a badass - she divorced my insane grandfather, and started life alone for the first time, in her 60s, and was so proud of her mother who got ex-communicated for also divorcing her awful husband. ⬇️
Just had a straight up drug dealer advertised to me on my TikTok. They had a full on brand identity and everything. There is truly nowt you can’t get on TikTok shop!
How do people with shit immune systems actually get through life? I’ve got a bangin’ one, I hardly ever get sick, but when I do, every single time it’s like “Right well this is the end then, I guess!” I am not built for suffering lol.
Just walked into town and back in the storm with what I think is a chest infection. I am a broken woman
God, what a sad state of affairs to be thinking “I hope the £2.88 I made on Tester Up comes through today so I can get some food that isn’t plain pasta.” 😂 Zero hour contracts are not for the weak!
Anyone else’s cat get a nasty case of Starfish Toes when they’re excited? If Jagger gets a whiff of a treat, suddenly her skinny little leg is in the air, and her toes are on different continents.
I’ve probably told this story on here before but when my best boy Stan was old, he was pretty much blind and deaf. When he was walking, his little brother Sid would stay pressed up against him, and nudge him to tell him which direction to turn in. ♥️ 1/2
I’m playing Fallout and I can’t find my way out of a building, and it’s making me so claustrophobic dude.
Told my bloke we have to make a fuss of the cat when she has a drink because I’m worried she doesn’t drink enough. He’s interpreted that as “Play Congratulations by Cliff Richard and stare at her when she walks in.” I don’t think she’ll ever drink again.
Why is it that if I walk into school with a Red Bull, I feel like I might as well be chugging a flagon of cider? It’s not even as if the kids see me with it. I go in before they get there. But I feel like if any parents or staff see me, I’ll end up on one of those bodycam videos!
This is absolutely horrific. A woman accused of stealing 1 PACK OF NAPPIES ended with her baby being shot dead by a police officer. And it’s been ruled “justified”.
How black people in America handle what must be constant anxiety is beyond me.
theguardian.com/us-news/2026…
