Remember, in the days when we had to convey your emotions without the use of the Spanish Dancing Lady emoji
Like, steer clear of Adele on a car journey for Pete's sake.
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"I can't help it Shell, I'm just a magnet for bastards", I found myself turning and saying to the woman I sit next to at work. "Oh yeah, Grant Mitchell, he's your type ain't he" our dearest Shell retorted. Chuckling away. Never has someone got me so right. In 9 short words. Sums me up. … Continue reading Why do we fall for bastards?
What a shock, it's a week before my birthday and along comes another blog referencing how old I feel. Tradition right? Well as I turn twenty-bloody-seven next week I thought it appropriate to hark back to yesteryear and all the painful things that us twenty something's used to have to suffer as kids, that the … Continue reading The painful things kids today will never understand