It’s (not) complicated

No, you don’t, and that’s because THEY’RE TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THINGS.

It’s all gone tits-up

Apologies for the radio silence but I’ve been out of town for a few days, which was nice. To make up for my absence, I will give you two for the price of one today, courtesy of the breastfeeding advocates who talk about choice but don’t really want you to have a choice at all.

I should point out, by the way, that I’m all in favour of breastfeeding, have absolutely no problem with people doing it in public, fully understand the health benefits and have three children who were all breastfed from the day they were born. But honestly, the pro-breastfeeding mafia? They freak me out. I mean they really do.

So anyway, here’s a nice pair. So to speak.

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Julia A. Moore, eat your heart out

Look, I’m sorry for your loss, but maybe it was your rotten poetry that killed him.

Viral hugging

Today’s little piece of emotional blackmail: make sure you inflict this on everyone you know, or I WON’T BE YOUR FRIEND ANYMORE.

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“Do. Or do not. There is no ‘try’.”

Seriously, this doesn’t even work.

“I AM beautiful. It’s the mirrors that got uglier.”

Yes, but how does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?

“You shouldn’t do them because they’re bad. Mmmkay?”

Am back from holiday with a batch of new stuff, so let’s get cracking with this one: an absurdly black and white look at personal budgeting and the causes of addiction.

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