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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 190

Posted on July 26, 2013 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

Rudey-nudey killjoys in the UK Look, in Europe (yes, the UK is in Europe!) we’re not adverse to a bit of nudity. In fact, we like it – generally. So the council shirt and tie killjoys in Clacton are trying … Continue reading →

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 91

Posted on March 25, 2013 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

Spring break…. THIS IS NOT SPRING! 😦 This is Spring…… I have four pairs of Daisy Dukes freshly washed and ready to be worn with lovely beaded flipflops, not ruddy snow pants and wellies with thermal socks AGAIN. Woe is … Continue reading →

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 77

Posted on January 24, 2013 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

Snow! I am so not a lover of snow, but when you have a five-year old boy you have to participate in some way…..I stood in it for a while but my poor frozen toes could take it no longer. … Continue reading →

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 71

Posted on December 28, 2012 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

Christmas in Fort Lauderdale I was keen from the day we said we were moving to the USA to have an alternative Christmas, and I don’t mean one where my husband spends all day in the kitchen cooking and I … Continue reading →