My week: food shaming to “first world” fisticuffs (plus a walrus doing sit-ups)

I started the week with this sinking realisation: "We had our neighbours over on Sunday. Not the noisy ones, they’ve thankfully moved far, far away. Or the ones who invited me to dinner and I disgraced myself by getting drunk and spewing in their bathroom between entree and main. And not the ones with the phantom baby ... The ones whose mail I... Continue Reading →

Oh no! We’re THOSE neighbours

We had our neighbours over on Sunday. Not the noisy ones, they've thankfully moved far, far away. Or the ones who invited me to dinner and I disgraced myself by getting drunk and spewing in their bathroom between entree and main. And not the ones with the phantom baby. The ones whose mail I lost.... Continue Reading →

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