Feb 4, 2014

whats the point of Vicky Beeching


What’s the point of Vicky Beaching?

Firstly she invented herself and tried to impose herself on the Christian southern softies as a singer

Failure

Failed

So desperate around 2009 maybe the wrong date but she was scheduled to sing why the freck do we want a singer at the `youthwork conference`.

Sheer delight she was `too sick to sing` they played the odd track from her then album

They were right `she was too sick to sing

Then she appears on TV as a journalist Please another failure.
failed
TICK THE BOX

Then it Theologian on SKY T.V paper review

Enough already failed twice failure ticked the box

No

Back again this morning as wait for this your gonna love it “Internet ethics researcher`.

This is one desperate woman

Please personal plea here Miss Vicky `failure` Beaching enough already l can`t keep turning off every time you reinvent yourself

Here an idea

Go away spend a few years working in a hard northern environment reflect, get a sense of God there, and write about it in your own diary. That way you do all you already tried to do and without the sick warbling that never passed as singing.

Or perhaps grow some T%*S.

Either way whatever you choose enough already.

She like the British equivalent of Orange housewife Gretchen Rossie".

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

that is so true and she not alone there a real disconnect with some wanna bee christain female self style leaders
big shame on them

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