Why is it always the children of immigrants, often from here that want to pull the ladder up behind them.
This is me & my American relatives at the Mellon Ancestral Homestead this summer.
Happier times.
Why is it always the children of immigrants, often from here that want to pull the ladder up behind them.
This is me & my American relatives at the Mellon Ancestral Homestead this summer.
Happier times.
This headline is just a horrific way to describe someone.
This headline is just a horrific way to describe someone.
I am *convinced* they actually started this house with the skirting boards & built the rest of the house around them.
I am *convinced* they actually started this house with the skirting boards & built the rest of the house around them.
Painting a radiator & skirting board this shade of green, or the fact the radiator, skirting board & old door were previously blood red.
Painting a radiator & skirting board this shade of green, or the fact the radiator, skirting board & old door were previously blood red.
Security at the Limelight was a bit OTT though. Trust me Mr Security Man stood flexing your muscles, Myra can deal with a heckler much more effectively than you can.
It actually made the audience nervous participating in the bits where she clearly wanted participation
Security at the Limelight was a bit OTT though. Trust me Mr Security Man stood flexing your muscles, Myra can deal with a heckler much more effectively than you can.
It actually made the audience nervous participating in the bits where she clearly wanted participation
See if you can guess which pics were before & after 🤣
See if you can guess which pics were before & after 🤣
She then licks them clean & hoards them in her bed, where by some magical process they become currency by which she buys our Christmas & Birthday presents.
She then licks them clean & hoards them in her bed, where by some magical process they become currency by which she buys our Christmas & Birthday presents.
I am *so* ready for this to be over, but at the same time, tonight feels like Christmas Eve.
I am *so* ready for this to be over, but at the same time, tonight feels like Christmas Eve.
The post is presumably fake & a joke, but the fact he’d even post that means I wouldn’t give him my business.
The post is presumably fake & a joke, but the fact he’d even post that means I wouldn’t give him my business.