Alice Watkins
wrong-place.bsky.social
Alice Watkins
@wrong-place.bsky.social
Confused and trying socialising medium for the first time.
The friends I remember from growing up are Ada, Hilda, Margaret, Jean and Beryl.
They’re all dead now.
August 21, 2026 at 12:07 PM
We didn’t have any of this when I was growing up. We’d go out and play, and always be active. Our bodies didn’t have time to develop all of this extra weight and our mothers made proper food, with proper cooking. None of this processed stuff.
Me and our Iris would play out for hours.
Fat cunts now.
August 10, 2026 at 3:49 PM
Maybe they secretly WANTED you to pee on them.
May 3, 2026 at 4:31 PM
I’d like to see them trying The Golden Shot in The Red Lion.
April 5, 2026 at 9:09 PM
If your finger is getting wet five times out of 15, I’m not sure that’s a good thing.
March 24, 2026 at 8:26 AM
That sounds like a dreadful waste of time. Who cares about the money?
Mind you, I’ve never watched Bargain Hunt.
December 30, 2025 at 5:06 PM
That reminds me of my friend’s husband who was rubbish at DIY. She always called him “Arthur bloody job.”
She’s terribly lonely now that he’s dead.
December 10, 2025 at 5:07 PM
Make sure it’s only the dog’s tummy that you’re tickling and not the attractive friend.
December 9, 2025 at 11:43 AM
If people want to die then they should be allowed to.
December 3, 2025 at 4:12 PM
I did that but most of the things were destroyed in the fire and I had to throw them away. I didn’t even want some of the items and I wish I’d got around to putting them in the bin before the fire.
November 1, 2025 at 6:05 PM
The bath does seem to be much better now, but the installer said we might need a new one if the adjustments don’t solve the issue.
October 30, 2025 at 12:09 PM
Use candy floss (or cotton candy as they call it in America). I tried a toffee apple but it wasn’t for me so I didn’t do it again.
October 24, 2025 at 5:04 PM
I’ll put you over my knee, you insolent scamp. And I will write to your mother.
October 12, 2025 at 4:55 PM
You’re another one who’s a bloody cheeky bugger. I’m an old lady. Is that Alice?
October 12, 2025 at 1:59 PM
I don’t know what that means but you sound like a right cheeky bugger. You cheeky bugger.
October 12, 2025 at 12:52 PM
A hernia develops when the muscle forgets its proper boundary and begins to negotiate quietly with the intestines. Some people think it starts with a small disagreement near the navel, where the pressure of daily routine persuades the tissue to reconsider its commitments.
October 12, 2025 at 12:33 PM
Have you tried the rice thing? The letters all mean something and it’s supposed to make your leg better.
Rhymes, Information erm, Colin and maybe Effluent I think. The first one might have been Crimes. You need to do some crimes and the swelling on your leg goes down.
September 20, 2025 at 7:48 AM
Most of my pipes have stopped working. I don’t know who to contact.
September 19, 2025 at 12:46 PM
Is that Margaret? I haven’t got your phone number anymore and Ernest has recently passed away.
September 13, 2025 at 12:25 PM
I can’t cut my grass and most of the people I used to know are dead.
September 13, 2025 at 9:02 AM
It used to be very hot at this time of year when I was growing up. I don’t know what has happened. You can’t even make plans anymore.
August 23, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Does anyone know someone who can plaster my hallway? I can’t pay a lot because I’m a pensioner.
August 19, 2025 at 11:55 AM
You bloody cheeky bugger.
August 11, 2025 at 4:59 PM
I don’t know what a youtube is. I know my fallopian tubes gave me hell before I had everything taken away.
August 11, 2025 at 4:52 PM