If You’re Batty and You Love Tea… πŸ¦‡ β˜•οΈ

You buy the entire Killstar teapot and cups (with saucers) set ! Hurray for Daddy Crimbo, because I spent my entire Xmas voucher on this set and other bits and I’m really pleased. *Bats eyelashes* (how corny of me I know) The entire set is really finely crafted (in China … But hey there’s a reason it’s called finest China innit?) and I love the … Continue reading If You’re Batty and You Love Tea… πŸ¦‡ β˜•οΈ

My 2020 Crimbo : Blingin’ Bat Bliss πŸ¦‡πŸŽ…πŸŽ„

Burnt party food? Check! Kung Fu Panda Trilogy with associated follow-up rubbish fat jokes? Check! Yippee Ki Yay Motherfucker? Check! More bling than a Snoop Dog Christmas Tree? Check! Awesome presents from friends located in Tier Tartan Bollocks? check! Checkmate BoCock ! ( I consider Matt Hancock and Boris Johnson like the evil Brangelina of the UK and they deserve the appropriate moniker innit!). I … Continue reading My 2020 Crimbo : Blingin’ Bat Bliss πŸ¦‡πŸŽ…πŸŽ„

A Blast in Paris πŸ‡«πŸ‡·

As I am waiting for the Eurostar 9039 to depart towards Blighty, I am feeling  very pleased about my little allegedly evil excursion back home (eye rolling is included in this paragraph).

Sure, I did not get to take my mum out to eat at her favourite buffet.

Sure, I did not have a classic steak-frites with my dad in the heart of Saint Michel.

Sure, I did not get to see my nephews go crazy at the local soft play area whilst me and my brother just destroy crΓͺpes and coffee.

(Yeah,we like our food)

But!!

I saw all my family. We hugged, had a laugh, ate dodgy takeout and I even played the classic 90s games Worms with my bro. And I lost … Dammit!!

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