Category Archives: Professional aunt no kids

If I was Jude Law’s aunt (or So Jude Law is going to be a Dad. Again…)

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I’d say;  “Dear heart of mine, dear, dear, sweet, handsome boy.  Sweet heart, darling Jude: STOP GETTING WOMEN PREGNANT ALL OVER THE BLOODY PLACE. *siiiiiiigggghhhhhhhh Did your mother never give you ‘the chat’, when you were a  wee small boy?  For Heaven’s sakes above!   It is not true that if you wish hard enough […]

Thought for the day

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*There are some good people in the  World. The lovely waitress in the café just got a substantial tip from a tourist, simply because she picked up his wallet, after he dropped it on his way into the bathroom. Then handed it back to him when he came out again. She didn’t want to accept it, but […]

Thought for the day

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Soooo then, I might have exaggerated my love of routine just a touch, in yesterday’s post. Work is good, of course, and I’m lucky to have regular hours and lovely people to teach, and be building my little business, but I LOVE TRAVELLING, LATE NIGHTS, MUSIC, WHISKEY AND LOOSE WOMEN!! (Maybe not that last one), […]

Back to reality, of sorts

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After a holiday that seemed to go on for ever, and yet somehow seems non-existent now, I started back to work-full schedule-this week.  It was surprisingly lovely to get back into the office, see some familiar faces, and meet some new folk too.  But, I’ve also discovered, much to my chagrin, that I worship at […]

Reasons why I don’t have kids #34 (OR: How to be a Nice Shithead)

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  If I gave birth to boys, I’m afraid that I would have to attempt to *beat seven shades of shithead out of them, from a very early age.  FACT.  Because it seems that, irrespective of your background, there is something in the nature, that overrides the nuture, that means they all become arseholes at some point.  There […]

Nothing like a healthy dose of humiliation to……

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put paid to your ridiculous fantasy. In four short months I’ve slipped from feeling like someone of note in someone’s life, to a mild irritation.  And there’s nothing quite like seeing the object of your affections, lapping up the somewhat undignified idol worship of two drunken (average looking) women, to fill you with revulsion and turn […]

Reasons why I don’t have kids #32

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The child-minding bills would be huge, while I was ‘lost in Europe’ for a substanial amount of time, stealing impressive gems.  I’d have to rethink everything. Imagine the scene.  I have a sneaking suspicion it’d be terribly difficult to find an Easyjet uniform in size age 8-9 years, thus causing all kinds of problems for the first stage my ‘diamond heist’ […]