These came out in 76. I remember getting one for Xmas not because it was life changing or forever-cherished, but because my mother was shit at hiding it. 'Go get mama her shoes' and BAM it was in the closet. I was three and realised AHA parents can be crap at things.
Nothing makes me more irritable than the disruptive nature of Christmas, but dammit sometimes i just wanna watch some Nigella cooking in her fairy light-bedecked kitchen.
When I was frightened my Nanna would sit next to my bed, rub my back and whisper, "Shhh, ghosts aren't for real Jack." Which would have made me feel better if she hadn't died before I was born.
thinking about the time a cool Instagram fashion account asked me to name my favorite products and i didn't know i was supposed to name fashion products, so i said pigeon food because i like feeding pigeons and their followers were like "why the fuck do i need pigeon food for my outfit?"
Was that car bomb made of Nerf or something because those boys don't have a scratch on them no NO I'm not complaining JAMES IM READY FOR YOU #hollyoaks
16 yo son in full sensory seeking mode. He got up to use the loo last night and took it upon himself to put hand lotion in my shampoo and in a bottle of cleaning spray, etc It's like living with a prankster who has no idea he's messing with you.
