Why is the Nativity like the Great British Bake Off?

Because the star is in the Yeast!!

(ba dum dum chhhh!)

Whilst you are busy sewing your sides together after that hysterical joke – I am thrilled to announce that it has been listed in the top ten of the best (or worst) Christmas cracker jokes of 2014 by UKTV Gold! Continue reading

“That Cheese is Too Strong For A Lady”

I may have the body of a weak and feeble woman. But I have the heart and stomach of a concrete elephant.

“I may have the body of a weak and feeble woman. But I have the heart and stomach of a concrete elephant.” (Queenie, Blackadder II)

We meet again Dear Reader!

Frankly I’m surprised you haven’t unfollowed, defriended or indeed defenestrated me yet (google it) after all the begging for votes I’ve been doing recently.

I am super sorry about that but I have become quite desperate (no jokes please).  You see, I would very much like to win something in 2015, I think it may be my year.  Well that and my Slimmer of the Year 2014 campaign isn’t going according to plan.

*reaches for donut*

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Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world

I had to walk into yours.

Sorry about that.

Typical barman after I've been in.

Typical barman after I’ve been in.

This is the completely opposite post to my declaration of sobriety last week. Turns out, I may be able to survive without meat and carbs but Sophie Anna Fox aged 28 and ¾ really struggles to exist without wine.

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In my defence, I was really really…sober

Dear Reader,

Please accept my sincerest apollos for the lack of post last week. To the 7 people that asked me where my blog was – I am very sorry. To make it up to you here is a name check:

Carly Harwick, Sarah Jones, Vic Higgins, Francesca Powell, Ayse Ince, Lauren Tully and Claire White – you are all ace! The rest of you, I can only assume your handwritten letters of support are in the post… Continue reading

“Boom Boom Boom…

Let Me Here You Say Way-Oh…”

If you just sang “Way-Oh” to yourself, congratulations you have passed the test. We are clearly kindred spirits and you are allowed to continue reading at your leisure. Continue reading

This one time, in Blackpool…

What do you get when you cross 30 chicks, 1 hen, 7 drag queens, copious amounts of wine and a British seaside town?

The answer: A flippin’ great weekend and, if you are me, the flu.

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This is actually us – Hen Jen is on the table. I am hiding somewhere on the left.

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