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The bit about being admonished for not keeping up when she was walking and speaking made me think dump her.
The bit about being admonished for not keeping up when she was walking and speaking made me think dump her.
It’s also really mawkish and horrible, I don’t see why people would want or need to know any of this kind of detail. Making it their main headline is just chasing clicks off the back of a tragedy. Fuck this shit.
"Ellie Violet Bramley is the Guardian's acting fashion and lifestyle editor" <i think she's come up before on here... she's regularly "having a moment"On trend edge in 2024. Book your cheap flights now, climate hypocrites!
36. A Dr Oetker pizza, a couple of cold ones and a nice bit of University Challenge.The rise of Britishcore: 100 experiences that define and unite modern Britons
Forget the pomp and pageantry. As people worldwide are now discovering, the UK was built on crisp sarnies, trips to B&Q and that age-old question: Corrie or EastEnders?www.theguardian.com
Genuinely the worst, cringiest thing I have ever read. Reads like an alien has watched a boxed set of TOWIE and then been asked to create a list of 'authentic' experiences using drunk AI.
Or what happens when privately educated Oxbridge types try to get down with the plebs.
I was saving that for later as thought it would be a gem, just had a read think it’s definitely written by someone a bit like whoever Jarvis Cocker was thinking of in Common PeopleThe rise of Britishcore: 100 experiences that define and unite modern Britons
Forget the pomp and pageantry. As people worldwide are now discovering, the UK was built on crisp sarnies, trips to B&Q and that age-old question: Corrie or EastEnders?www.theguardian.com
Genuinely the worst, cringiest thing I have ever read. Reads like an alien has watched a boxed set of TOWIE and then been asked to create a list of 'authentic' experiences using drunk AI.
Or what happens when privately educated Oxbridge types try to get down with the plebs.
That is truly fucking dreadful.The rise of Britishcore: 100 experiences that define and unite modern Britons
Forget the pomp and pageantry. As people worldwide are now discovering, the UK was built on crisp sarnies, trips to B&Q and that age-old question: Corrie or EastEnders?www.theguardian.com
Genuinely the worst, cringiest thing I have ever read. Reads like an alien has watched a boxed set of TOWIE and then been asked to create a list of 'authentic' experiences using drunk AI.
Or what happens when privately educated Oxbridge types try to get down with the plebs.
That is truly fucking dreadful.
That is terrible!The rise of Britishcore: 100 experiences that define and unite modern Britons
Forget the pomp and pageantry. As people worldwide are now discovering, the UK was built on crisp sarnies, trips to B&Q and that age-old question: Corrie or EastEnders?www.theguardian.com
The rise of Britishcore: 100 experiences that define and unite modern Britons
Forget the pomp and pageantry. As people worldwide are now discovering, the UK was built on crisp sarnies, trips to B&Q and that age-old question: Corrie or EastEnders?www.theguardian.com
Genuinely the worst, cringiest thing I have ever read. Reads like an alien has watched a boxed set of TOWIE and then been asked to create a list of 'authentic' experiences using drunk AI.
Or what happens when privately educated Oxbridge types try to get down with the plebs.
I was saving that for later as thought it would be a gem, just had a read think it’s definitely written by someone a bit like whoever Jarvis Cocker was thinking of in Common People
Evidently I am not British as I don’t recognise most of the references
Accurate.Or what happens when privately educated Oxbridge types try to get down with the plebs.
The rise of Britishcore: 100 experiences that define and unite modern Britons
Forget the pomp and pageantry. As people worldwide are now discovering, the UK was built on crisp sarnies, trips to B&Q and that age-old question: Corrie or EastEnders?www.theguardian.com
Genuinely the worst, cringiest thing I have ever read. Reads like an alien has watched a boxed set of TOWIE and then been asked to create a list of 'authentic' experiences using drunk AI.
Or what happens when privately educated Oxbridge types try to get down with the plebs.
“Ya, I grew it for Movember mate, absolute scenes at Infernos the night when me Hugo, Tobias and Quentin turned up with them, kept it for the bantz”I looked up the author.
Barring his moustache he looks EXACTLY as I imagined him.
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My houses may have been named after utter bastards, but it having been a Catholic school it was neither of those.They are getting absolutely rinsed on the Graun Twitter.
eta: If it is designed as rage bait then job done but fucking hell it is eye bleedingly awful.
And what a tell this is.
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I'm apparently not very British then. The only thing that even vaguely resonated there wasThe rise of Britishcore: 100 experiences that define and unite modern Britons
Forget the pomp and pageantry. As people worldwide are now discovering, the UK was built on crisp sarnies, trips to B&Q and that age-old question: Corrie or EastEnders?www.theguardian.com
Genuinely the worst, cringiest thing I have ever read. Reads like an alien has watched a boxed set of TOWIE and then been asked to create a list of 'authentic' experiences using drunk AI.
Or what happens when privately educated Oxbridge types try to get down with the plebs.
They are getting absolutely rinsed on the Graun Twitter.
eta: If it is designed as rage bait then job done but fucking hell it is eye bleedingly awful.
And what a tell this is.
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It's like in harry Potter, many schools do or used to have 'houses', into which pupils were divided - at hogwarts gryffindor, hufflepuff and so on. Lots of places apparently used eg Nelson, drake and so onDon't get it at all
Posh schools have "houses", I believe they extend across from 1st years to 6th years.
Like in Harry Potter.
Barely remember that series, apart from the broom sports
Not just posh schools - My primary school (state school) it was the names of local stately home type places - Penshurst, Hever, Chartwell, Leeds, Scotney, Knole. Your house had nothing to do with the form class you were in (there were 6 classes per year)
My state secondary school had various renowned old boys from many centuries ago none of whom anyone would have heard of except perhaps for one who founded a famous university.