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Modern housing estates
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That is hilarious, apart from the fact it would presumably somehow be your fault that she ordered the wrong spelling. Women ehJimmy Choo wrote: ↑Fri May 21, 2021 1:03 pmA few years back, I used the phrase "Banal Vapid Platitudes" taking the piss out of "Live Laugh Love". Ex liked it so much that she ordered some stickers and put them on the wall in the kitchen.
Of course, this would have been much better if she hadn't ordered "Banal Vapid Platititudes". In hindsight, not being able to tell her that it was wrong and instead leaving it to @Delphi and Rev to comment on her FB post. Should have been a bit of a red flag, I suppose but hindsight is a wonderful thing.
When I redo my kitchen, I'm getting one, spelling it right and putting it on my wall.
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This made me chuckle
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I ordered my former boss a Live Laugh Love triple frame with a photo of his boss in each one looking annoyed.
I lived on a 1980s built estate in Cambridge, one of four small houses in an L-shape sharing a communal garden, which gave us a reason to communicate and we all got along. When I moved to Oxford, I moved into a small 1850s built house in a very posh area. There was a residents association consisting of wealthy retired professionals who get together for social events but also worked to maintain their investment by doing things like blocking planning permissions, getting old-world style street lamps erected, etc. They even bought a plot of land that was due to be developed into a zillion modern style houses/flats and raised the capital to have it developed into larger detached houses. That sounds a bit cynical, they are a nice bunch really. I am the youngest by a long way and get to quaff their wine at socials and say things like "afternoon Sir Anthony!" as I wander past in the street.
I lived on a 1980s built estate in Cambridge, one of four small houses in an L-shape sharing a communal garden, which gave us a reason to communicate and we all got along. When I moved to Oxford, I moved into a small 1850s built house in a very posh area. There was a residents association consisting of wealthy retired professionals who get together for social events but also worked to maintain their investment by doing things like blocking planning permissions, getting old-world style street lamps erected, etc. They even bought a plot of land that was due to be developed into a zillion modern style houses/flats and raised the capital to have it developed into larger detached houses. That sounds a bit cynical, they are a nice bunch really. I am the youngest by a long way and get to quaff their wine at socials and say things like "afternoon Sir Anthony!" as I wander past in the street.