Heather's Inbox

My dad's friend once hit a badger with his car. By accident obviously. Apparently it made quite a dent in his car but it didn't quite kill the badger. He said he had to reverse over it a couple of times to put it out of its misery. It's probably not true but I thought I'd share that nugget of information with you.

I once forgot my PIN code when I went to get some cash out of a machine. It was the silliest thing; I never think about my PIN number when I use my card, I unconsciously enter it. Once I consciously thought about my PIN number right before I went to press the keys on the cash machine and my mind went blank. So if anyone ever steals my credit card, the PIN number is 1234. Don't bother though because here is nothing but debt on the fucking thing. It does baffle me why these weirdos message me on Facebook just to ask if I chat on Whatsapp. No, I chat on Facebook. That's why I'm on Facebook.

I've had so many of these lately. Why do people think I'm foreign?

I've had a few real potatoes on Facebook who seem to get confused by my nationality. I don't think I look Asian or Arabic but apparently I do to some people. I think the best one was when some guy asked if I was African. I think my white skin and normal sized lips gave my ethnicity away... not being racist or anything.