Sadie & Her Knickers – Part 5
3:02pm. It brought one. Bless Mark still popping up in my DMs with his hi darlings. Going to stop replying. He's not getting my time for free. Ooh getting better at this already.
Sadie & Her Knickers – Part 4
13:54pm 'Sorry I have brain injury, get confused' email sent. 'Its okay hun, we're here to help' Ah good. Hate having to apologise all the time.
Sadie & Her Knickers – Part 3
1.02pm & Mark wants to know if we can "have fun on here instead". Not unless I can find a way for you to pay for it Mark.... Flippin eck. Already thinking like a prostitute.
Sadie & Her Knickers – Part 2
Now this is going to be a bit jumpy and random (just for a change like!), but this is how I wrote it at the time. You didn't think I'd remember all this stuff off the top of my head…
Sadie & Her Knickers – Part 1
I remembered watching a programme once where a lady sold her used knickers. I know right? She'd buy 10 pairs from the market for £2, wear them for 24 hours and then post them for £5 a pair. Nice profit…
Ready to Mingle?
I do like taking on more than I can chew. The words are out/typed before I’ve processed them. I have a ‘want to help’ mentality without ever thinking it through! Have so much to do, currently chronically fatigued & pained…
“If You Had to Return To Your First Saturday Job For Just One Day Could You Manage it? Asked @qprrforme
In a word, no. Probably not, due to acquired disabilities. I worked from 7am to 1pm in a bakers and I absolutely loved it. £5 a shift. Bread was baked on the premises, smelt divine. And who wouldn’t want to…
Its Absolute Gobbledygook
I chose an Ad plugin for this site the other day. Picked the one at the top of the list with 5/5 stars, that’ll do. Open it up and ….not a word mate, can’t understand a word of it. Codes…
Years 5 to 7
The adopted dad (AD) had disappeared. Gone. AM went to the council but they wouldn’t give her any help as she owned a house. Even if there was no one to pay the mortgage. She got a job in a…
National Adoption Week: My Early Years
I was born in December 1969. My birth mother (‘BM’) was a 20 year old Irish girl who had moved to England. Both her parents had died. She already had a son who was 11 months older than me. My…
