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My friend's son is doing an A level in Archeology through some college or other, so it exists.
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Weathergirl
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Ok, my school must have been really unimaginative then! Nothing quite so interesting as Archaeology back then.
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Can I just correct your post Lynn? No start.
Debbie Flint may indeed have an IQ of 160 .... but her writing's still sh*t!!! Sorry to be vulgar but I do tend to be bit direct at times. I have an IQ of 145 which is supposed to be good but to be honest with you I don't put much store by it. I'd rather know someone who is as thick as a plank but still has goodness in their heart.
IQ tests are very arbitrary anyway. I did several because at school they noticed I was "different" in that for a half foreigner I had a command of English way beyond my years.
I was always good at wordy things. The puzzles with numbers and diagrams / shapes didn't interest me.
When at school I was always the one with my head in the clouds, dreaming. I annoyed the teachers because I squandered my ability by not applying myself. Yet in some ways I did better than the geeks who burnt themselves out and fell by the wayside years ago. I never lost my natural curiosity and worldly ways.
As for Flint, I wouldn't use her books even for toilet tissue (not that one can use a PDF for that purpose). So it looks like I'll be sticking to the Double Velvet, or the Andrex Touch of Luxury (impregnated with shea butter). I bet Alexith uses that, too!
IQ tests are very arbitrary anyway. I did several because at school they noticed I was "different" in that for a half foreigner I had a command of English way beyond my years.
I was always good at wordy things. The puzzles with numbers and diagrams / shapes didn't interest me.
When at school I was always the one with my head in the clouds, dreaming. I annoyed the teachers because I squandered my ability by not applying myself. Yet in some ways I did better than the geeks who burnt themselves out and fell by the wayside years ago. I never lost my natural curiosity and worldly ways.
As for Flint, I wouldn't use her books even for toilet tissue (not that one can use a PDF for that purpose). So it looks like I'll be sticking to the Double Velvet, or the Andrex Touch of Luxury (impregnated with shea butter). I bet Alexith uses that, too!
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Anyone who spends their time bragging to the world has a problem. Why be so self-absorbed? Why do it? Could you spend time with this person? No wonder I switch over.
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DBF probably thinks of it not so much as bragging but more selling oneself - and as we know she is the queen of the hard sell so why leave herself out of it. Available on 3 EZP and dont forget she can be cloned so get one for the lolipop woman and the dinner lady!
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I wonder when she is booked in to 'address' the U.N - that must be next on her list; cos if old Mrs Beckham can get that gig, then ........................ (incidentally, am I the only one to notice that Vicky is morphing into her idol Audrey Hepburn ? slim figure (tick), swept updo hairstyle (tick), and now being a UN 'ambassador' (tick) - just as the gorgeous Ms Hepburn became.
One HUGE difference, Audrey was rarely photographed without a smile on that lovely face.
Hmmmmm, there's class, and then there's REAL class.
One HUGE difference, Audrey was rarely photographed without a smile on that lovely face.
Hmmmmm, there's class, and then there's REAL class.
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There is money, there is a vigorous PR mission and then ther is real class. Mrs B only falls into 2 of those.
Is it just me or does the fact that any cleb is now an ambassador make it a pretty useless title. Do they actually do anything?
Is it just me or does the fact that any cleb is now an ambassador make it a pretty useless title. Do they actually do anything?
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No, only to promote themselves, - honestly, the opening of your first shop on the day you 'address' the UN is the best PR in the world. Simon Fuller (the Beckham's PR guru has pulled another master stroke).
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I read that the UN wanted to make it clear that they didn't invite her to be an ambassador, but she asked herself. I like Vicky, but this is one step too far me thinks. It will all help towards Dai's lordship though I guess :-/
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To be honest I have more respect for DB than Mrs B the walking coat hanger
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I bet it was Simon Fuller doing the pushing - that couple never make a move without his say-so. Remember how there was a gap to be filled after Princess Diana died ? suddenly every paper monitored Mrs B's daily moves for years after. After he's got them the Sir & Lady titles (perish the thought) his job's done, nowhere else for 'em to go - except moving to an island in the South Seas, pleeeeeeeeease !
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Debbie Flint will have another novel written and published in a fortnight...Hawaian Pizza maybe??!!
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Between hard selling on Q, constant blogging and tweeting and umpteen novels when does she ever sleep?
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Actually 'Fifty Shades of Grey' *wasn't* 'legitimately published, it was a self-published e-book which standard publishers turned down, which explains a lot! It became a mega best seller initially by word of mouth.. And when I've seen the author interviewed she seems to be slightly bewildered herself as to how she became a multi-millionaire through her 'literary talents'!!
Oh I see, fair enough. I thought it must have been published conventionally since it's in physical book form. It's no wonder it was turned down... Besides all the sloppy mistakes in it, the actual story is pretty disturbing. I'm deeply perturbed by it being held up as some kind of ideal relationship model. Wtf? Yeah I'm sure an entirely unequal "romance" with a controlling, patronising, infantilising, misogynistic stalker with serious psychological problems is every girl's dream...
EXTRACT FROM DEBS FLINT'S LATEST NOVEL, "A TOUCHING MOMENT" - out now on Flint Vanity Releases:
Claire felt a bead of sweat run down between her breasts as she really went for it, rhythmically and mechanically, one! two! three!. These rowing machines were such hard work, but it wasn't just that getting here all sweaty. She knew Kevin had her eye on her. Ever since she'd arrived at the gym she been the constant focus of his beady eye. She'd only ever briefly spoken to him but was bowled over by his rippling body and aggressive body language. He looked kind of, dangerous, like he had an edge to him. She felt her nether regions becoming moist like a victoria sponge cake as he passed in front of her to fill his water bottle from the fountain.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi."
She hoped he wasn't staring at her nether regions for that area now had visible dark grey patch showing, also her nipples became pert and erect through her fitted t-shirt.
"I was wondering if you wanna go for a coffee after your session?" he said, maybe hoping after one session, he'd have another.
"Erm, I don't think so." She replied, coldly. Her efforts to sound aloof went a bit too far. "Damn" she thought. "Why did I just say it like that?"
"Oh come on," he said. Or you can come by my apartment. I've got some Carte Noire.
"Well I suppose it's better than Maxwell House," she said, witheringly.
She hope he would have a shower, for he absolutely stank, even though she kind of liked it. She herself had sprayed on her vanilla fields but had slightly overdone it, and she felt all vanilla'd out!
Once she arrived in his bachelor pad she could see he was wealthy. Everything was in monochrome, black and white, modern with black ash furniture. In the lounge there was a coffee table in black with white tiles on the top. She followed him through the louvre doors into the kitchen, where there was a spider plant. That it was still alive gave her some encouragement about his character. She liked the potted ferns on his window sill.
He gave her a tour of his apartment. OMG his bedroom! He had a newsprint duvet! Then something totally shocking happened....
Claire felt a bead of sweat run down between her breasts as she really went for it, rhythmically and mechanically, one! two! three!. These rowing machines were such hard work, but it wasn't just that getting here all sweaty. She knew Kevin had her eye on her. Ever since she'd arrived at the gym she been the constant focus of his beady eye. She'd only ever briefly spoken to him but was bowled over by his rippling body and aggressive body language. He looked kind of, dangerous, like he had an edge to him. She felt her nether regions becoming moist like a victoria sponge cake as he passed in front of her to fill his water bottle from the fountain.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi."
She hoped he wasn't staring at her nether regions for that area now had visible dark grey patch showing, also her nipples became pert and erect through her fitted t-shirt.
"I was wondering if you wanna go for a coffee after your session?" he said, maybe hoping after one session, he'd have another.
"Erm, I don't think so." She replied, coldly. Her efforts to sound aloof went a bit too far. "Damn" she thought. "Why did I just say it like that?"
"Oh come on," he said. Or you can come by my apartment. I've got some Carte Noire.
"Well I suppose it's better than Maxwell House," she said, witheringly.
She hope he would have a shower, for he absolutely stank, even though she kind of liked it. She herself had sprayed on her vanilla fields but had slightly overdone it, and she felt all vanilla'd out!
Once she arrived in his bachelor pad she could see he was wealthy. Everything was in monochrome, black and white, modern with black ash furniture. In the lounge there was a coffee table in black with white tiles on the top. She followed him through the louvre doors into the kitchen, where there was a spider plant. That it was still alive gave her some encouragement about his character. She liked the potted ferns on his window sill.
He gave her a tour of his apartment. OMG his bedroom! He had a newsprint duvet! Then something totally shocking happened....
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Julius, enough is enough. Quit while you're ahead.
