(Anti) Fascist falafel?

  So. We moved to Italy. We were travelling around Italy for our honeymoon, seeing all sorts of beautiful things and it seemed like as good as any place to rest our heads. We were a bit tired of moving around all the time and having to re-pack the f**king car every 5 minutes. So,... Continue Reading →

Guess That’s Why They Call it Window PAIN.

It had been a disastrous few weeks in My New Bristol Life, with everything ranging from being fired in my first week of work, getting the clap..., getting caught shoplifting and breaking my own bedroom window. Read all about it here, in my other blog where I mainly complain about things. However, I think you... Continue Reading →

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