Hovis’ Friday diary: touch rugby, a game of slaps and hasta la vista to mother’s Visa
Hovis talks perspectives and how differing ones affect how you feel
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Hovis’ Friday diary: mother has just about held on to her hair and sanity...
Hovis explains his week of ups and downs
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Hovis’ Friday diary: you guys have blown us away
Hovis would like to thank his Hovite Army and explains why some aspects of his life just aren’t fair
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Hovis’ Friday diary: what the actual elf was the fat red dude playing at?
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Hovis’ Friday diary: she has holes in her yard boots while I’m the equine equivalent of Carrie Bradshaw
Hovis would like to wish everyone a ‘Merry Kissmus’ and has an update on the ‘Hole of Hovis’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: when Kevin the Keratoma met the Butcher of Berlin
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I’m a badass, not bloody Bambi
‘Every time we are made to prance down the road like Rudolph’s rouge relative, a small part of our soul dies inside’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: if Santa needs a storage locker for his sleigh then tell him to call me
Hovis discusses equine rights, an interesting journey home and why part of him could be put up for rent...
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Hovis’ Friday diary: praying for Karma and rediscovering Kevin, who has been like a fart in a wetsuit
Hovis has endured a pretty horrendous past couple of weeks
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Hovis’ Friday diary: a week of highs and lows, tears and tantrums, snot and snogs
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Hovis’ Friday diary: it’s time to meet your ‘blogging superstar’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: operation ‘from feral to fabulous’ is well underway
Hovis is undergoing a makeover ahead of a public appearance
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Hovis’ Friday diary: Women are impossible. Especially my mother
‘Many things make mother sad; the size of her arse, the size of her overdraft and the tiny amount of pus that was coming out of my foot’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘Dear Santa, please can I have a new home for Christmas’
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Hovis‘ Friday Diary: why don’t they appreciate my Tigger-like tendencies?!
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Hovis’ Friday diary: I am hiding in a bush, praying not to be recognised
‘I think with regard to that “incident” I may just about recover’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘I have never in all my 16 years on this fair earth seen anything like it’
‘I can only assume he either hadn’t seen a mirror, had secretly always wanted to be known as Applejack Princess Sparkles or was so horrified he was catatonic’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: ‘woe is me, winter is coming’
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Hovis’ Friday diary: mother has an IQ in inverse proportion to the size of her airbags…
Hovis says that he is really peeved this week...
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Hovis’ Friday Diary: a plan so cunning you could have put a tail on it
