Wednesday wedding day.
Jess and Dan
Did they match them because they’ve both known death? Hardly a joint interest.
The frock was pretty. I did look at the mud and think “there goes yer deposit…”
His little flounce at the comment about the real wedding.?? He gets that they’re not really married right?
Although I was glad he did that as I’ve never heard the term ‘cracking the shits’ before. Another one for the arsenal.
The different hair was straight out of the 70s (80s) girls world. And it was a treat to see her with a clean face in bed.
I worry for housekeeping.
He was rude when it came to the honesty box. Bloody thing. Evasive and rude I mean. Not a dream girl? She’s far from Freddie Kruger territory.
I’m not sure I’m liking Dan post wedding. He smells like haaaaaaard work.
I see the honesty box was in play for Clina and Don with an I. She shouldn’t have said that but if you are going to be truthful then I’d posit the notion that she isn’t far wrong. And I noticed the angry tense up. Cheek bollocks were flaring.
Has he been to the Chateau Mormont do you think?
Dom is self aware enough to say sorry and mean it. Good on her.
What was with Jack’s fingers though? All red looking at the knuckles. Like one of those fancy tarantulas. Just not as hairy.
Kate. Ah. She has found someone who really thinks she is beautiful and she can’t recoil quickly enough.
She reminds me on Meryl in Death Becomes Her. After Goldie has panged her in the face. All twisty neck and sooked in chin.
I get he is stickier than treacle. And my resting byotch face would be speaking volumes if he was continually wiping himself on me.
But she has surpassed Dame Edna and has gone a bit Madge. Soor ploom face.
The narrator said Kate was keeping her powder dry at the pool.
Not the only thing that will be bone dry I reckon.