How dare you gutless little pigs ring me up and whinge at me because you dont have the balls to stand up for yourself to cherry macdonald. you let her now use you as a pawn to fire bullets at me. you say you love my daughter michaela. what a bloody joke. do you really think that michaela is going to give two hoots about you when she knows that you never once stood up for her or tried to help her. who gives a crap about christmas and birthday presents.
I NEVER MADE YOU HER GOD PARENTS. AND NOR WOULD I EVER. Michaelas god parents are jane and barb. They are the women who have always looked after and cared for michaela and tried to get her away from the evil claws of my sick mother.
You were only ever a strategic move - my mother making you two godparents, can't you see that. 20 years of her being a bitch to you leslie and now they ring you up to upset you and make out they're upsetting their mother and its my fault?????? Come on. Why don't you have the balls to turn around and tell them if they ever involve you mother in any kind of stressful stuff you'll tear em apart. Oh, that's right. it's easier to pass the buck and try and blame me for what they're doing rather than making them responsible..
By the way, this is my blog. And so long as what i write is the truth and without malice i am free to write what i want. If you don't like it write your own blog.
And don't you forget if your mother isn't allowed to go into the courts and say what she has to say about my mother- then when she passes on her soul will not rest in peace. And that would be your fault. She is not senile and she is not without wit so how dare you try and tell her what she can and cannot do.
Why don't you have the balls to tackle your lovely little brother and sister in law about the fact that they have been threatening to put your mother ina nursing home and go for half the inheretence that is to be left for you?????
GET SOME BALLS LESLIE.
Wake up. and dont you ever dare ring me again.
You're not god mother, you're godawful.
Well Miss Ninya, they can stop you from hearing from me, they can tell you i dont love you, they can charge me for ringing you, but they cannot stop me publishing that i do love you and what is happening. The real version that is, not the version that your granny conjures up in her psychopathic unconscionable head.
