Man Behaving Dadly – Lulabelle
I am a very modest person, I don’t like to brag, I am very humble.
With those facets of my personality I have described above I would like to talk about something that happened to me on Thursday. I parked my car in the Harlow Harvey Centre car park at just before 3pm to collect one of my children from a thing, I got my child and then made my way back to the car. There was a queue for the parking machines. You enter your registration into the machine via a touchscreen and it tells you how much to pay. You can only use your card.
There was a man in front of me. He entered his numperplate, it told him that he had to pay the sum of £1.10. He tried to use his phone to pay and it wasn’t working. There was no reassuring beep that the machine had recognised that his phone was attempting to pay. He cancelled it. Did it all again, the same thing happened! Still unable to pay.
He went to the machine next to it, he tried again, the machine wasn’t registering his phone. It was then that I realised my one true purpose in life. I said to him “you having issues?”. He replied “yes”. I was clutching my debit card and then I moved towards him and paid for him.
He cried, I cried, everyone in the queue stood there and clapped. It was a beautiful moment.
I am trying to get the amount that i’ve spent on other peoples parking upto £5, it’s a personal goal of mine. I’m currently up to £2.10 A few years ago, before the machines were card only, the card bit wasn’t working. I found a £2 coin in my bag, it was only £1 at that time, so I paid for mine and got £1 back. A lady was standing there with no cash only a card, what was she to do? So I gave her the £1, she was so grateful she named all of her children after me. Please can you all donate so that I can continue my humble pursuit of helping others. I will get video, I couldn’t get any myself because after the clapping stopped everyone wanted to shake my hand. I am certain they will give me the cctv footage if it doesn’t hit mainstream media before then.
On Christmas Eve I was doing a bit of early morning shopping in Tesco Church Langley, I went to get a trolley with which to carry my groceries. They had recently changed from a free for all with the trolleys to having them set to pay for play. I’d got caught out with this once, so I bought some tokens from Amazon. I got my trolley when I hear a woman crying and wailing, she had no money and no token for the trolley, She was sobbing that Christmas would be ruined and that her children are now all crying.
I reached into my bag and brought forward a spare token I had, despite it being bout 6.30am and dark, a light suddenly shined down from the heavens and illuminated the token in a blast of holy light. I handed to her, she cried, I cried, the trolleys all started clapping and there was an announcement put over the tannoy in Tesco about what i’d done. Every aisle I went down people were clapping and overcome with emotion.
No monetary value in that though the cost of the token was negligible, and so I can’t really count it, so it was a waste of my time and a token.
I will be writing a whole blog post on fundraising. It takes a lot of brainpower and i’m a woman with 36DD breasts, so it’s hard for me to think. The post I was working on, which keeps being interrupted by King Charles calling me begging me to accept a Knighthood for my charity work, is going to include every group and page run by Simon Harris that I can find. I’ve found a fair few already but it’s a bit tedious, unlike my charity work.
The purpose of it is to show how Simon artificially inflates the views a post gets by sharing it on different pages and then showing it to people who then think that the views are from people actually interested in the content. It’s a lot of information to pull together. Not as much information as the person currently writing a screenplay of my extensive charity work is having to put together though. The working title is “Humble – the true story of the angel who saved humanity”.
Jokes are over now and things are about to get grim. While i’ve been finding groups and pages that are run by Simon Harris I obviously came across some content i’d not seen before. There are two videos, both videos have his eldest son in them. Both videos were originally posted on his Man Behaving Badly page where he has 314,000 followers. So the videos, given that they have been shared on some of his other pages, could have reached an audience of in the region of 500,000 people.
The reach of my blog is nothing like that and i’m too tired to figure out the maths. Also, I never look at stats because it freaks me out that people are reading what i’ve written. I’ll do the posts first and then the videos.
Here is a JustGiving fundraiser that Simon set up in 2020. Raising money for a cancer charity. His eldest Son, who was 5 at the time of the fundraiser, was walking the distance between his home and Big Ben. Not the actual route, i’m guessing it was just the distance in a series of smaller walks, because he was 5. This is the page:
https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/lukesbigbentrek
A few years ago I had an eating disorder I was in the extremely underweight category, all tied into serious mental health issues, i’m now recovered, hence why I now have 36DD’s again. Though you don’t need to have an ED to be horrified at a parent posting this about their 5 year old child:
I guess telling hundreds of thousands of people that you think your 5 year old son is getting a bit fat is worth it for that much needed attention. I’m not an expert but I do think it would have been possible to go ahead with the fundraiser without putting negative information about your 5 year olds body in front of hundreds of thousands of people. He is now 11, he could find that, and then think about how he will feel?
I don’t know if you know this SImon, but you can have thoughts that don’t need to be shared to hundreds of thousands of people.
Now for another fundraiser, and this one is truly very disturbing. To the point where i’m wondering whether Simon Harris is some kind of exhibitionist and gets a kick out of making others think about him doing sexual acts. This one is disgusting, and troubling.
https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/fapforheroesnhs#supportersList
The fundraiser only raised £20, which is £20 more than it should have.
Then this, complete with creme fraiche and a sock. This is just horrendous, it’s degrading towards women, there are toys on the floor in the background, and the man who posted this publicly had at least 3 children when this was posted. This is just nasty. This was also when he was under a multitude of contracts with Essex County Council.
The next one was posted on Tattle recently, some people were saying they think it’s made up, and that he would have done it at the hospital instead for a multitude of reasons. I agree that it sounds likely it is made up. Which makes it even more disturbing as then he has conjured up a whole fantasy where he keeps getting interuppted by a toddler knocking on the door.
In my opinion it seems like Simon enjoys posting about himself masturbating and he gets something out of it.
This is a pattern, Simon will post about himself masturbating, or something to do with male masturbation, and sometimes mention fantasising about women while he does so. In my opinion this is the written word version of a man sending a video of themselves masturbating to someone. Imagining the shock on their faces when they read it and get an image in their heads of him masturbating. It’s like he’s got some kind of fetish where he wants people to picture him masturbating.
Here are some more posts:
Then this:
That’s not all the screenshots, I also have the ones where he is just talking about his testicles, but I think what I have posted will give you enough to see just how disgusting what he posts is.
Of course then you have the conversations between Simon and his children about the differences between men and women.
The first one was posted on 12th May 2019 and it was between Simon and his then 4 year old son:
So that is Simon having a talk about sexual organs with his son and then posting about it to 300k people.
Then 9 days later, on the 21st May 2019, he’s talking about sexual organs and breasts with his 2 year old daughter, and posting it to 300k people.
Then a month later on the 22nd June 2019, he’s back to talking about male sexual organs with his son again,
Those were posted to his audience of over 300k, and with the names of the children visible. 3 conversations with 2 separate kids in just over a month? Did those conversations actually happen or did Simon just make them up? I’m not sure what would be worse.
What I do know is that his kids likely won’t be happy when they find them when they are older. Or even now in the case of his eldest son. As i’ve said many times, I hope their peers don’t find them.
Next up is a video. It’s being filmed in a moving car. Simon is driving, there is a toddler in the front passenger seat, and another younger toddler/baby in the seat behind that. Simon is singing, and using kids songs to cover up swearing.
He’s got at least 3 kids in the car, given one is in the front passenger seat. He’s recording a video while driving. Granted it’s hands free, but that is still a lot of effort to remember to get his lines correct and sing the right words while trying to make a stupid face. I would never risk the safety of anyone in my car, or anyone else on the road, by doing something which would almost certainly distract me.
You’ve got the using his child as content, and while the only actual swearing is by his son, albeit bleeped, you’ve got swear words alluded to, and the previously mentioned distraction.
My last experience with a child in a car seat would be almost 10 years ago now. So i’m not going to comment on whether the car seat his son is sitting in is safe or not. I hope it is as I guess they are getting reused.
Did he tell his son to say that at the end? Who knows.
I’m nearly done, I meant to talk about more, but this blog has been a hard one to do. Those kids images and words and actions are out there exposed to 300k people without them being able to give consent. Given that a few years of Twitter posts got totally wiped out (a good thing) they were probably exposed to hundreds of thousands more on there.
The things that i’ve screenshot from Simon’s pages that i’ve posted here I wouldn’t even have posted on my friends only 200 friends Facebook account. I wouldn’t have even written them.
The posts upon posts about masturbation are utterly degrading to women and just shocking, I can’t get my head around someone thinking they were acceptable to post. A fundraiser where you masturbate in an attempt to raise money is one of the most sickening things i’ve ever heard, especially given that Simon stated he was doing it for NHS Heroes. It’s sickening.
Simon was working at Saint Pierre School when he posted some of the content i’ve shared here. I wouldn’t have wanted any of my kids teachers or school staff to be posting content like that publicly.
I said at the beginning of this post that there are two videos, so i’m certain everyone would like to know what the second one is? Yeah, so would I. I trust past me in that there were two videos, and will edit it in if and when I remember what it was.
Stop blasting your kids to over 300k people. The bigger problem than under 16’s using social media is parents using their children for content. It’s harmful to the children, there are many voices of those who have grown up with themselves being plastered all over social media by their parents, and none of the stories are happy ones.
I’m literally sitting here wanting to scream that at you SImon, just stop it, please, for your children.
There was one story that I can remember about me from my childhood that was highly personal and wasn’t too far removed from the screenshots in this blog post. Every single serious boyfriend when i was an adult would get told that story from the two people who were present when I said it. I just took a few minutes to run one of those incidents through my head. One of them would mimic the run I did as I was going to the adults to tell them what it was I said. It was brilliant, so funny and i’m now crying because that story is never going to get told again and i’m sad about it.
I never heard that story until I was an adult, though I do have a vague recollection of the event happening. It was hilarious, it wasn’t said to mock me, it wasn’t said to embarrass me, it was said because it was a highly amusing anecdote.
I’m currently trying to assess the impact that would have had on me if that story had been known by my peers in secondary school. I am struggling to process it. What I do know is that I would never have been able to go to school again. I’m not saying that lightly. Something I said about my private parts as a young child to those who were entrusted with my safety and wellbeing being spread around school would have been devastating. That’s even without the impact that those who I loved and trusted to keep me safe were the ones responsible for telling my peers.
I was not popular at school, and my brain is trying to protect me from thinking about the fallout from that, it would have changed the entire course of my life. I would not have gotten an education and I would have no trust in those whose purpose it was to keep me safe.
I am talking about people who were there when I actually did ‘the thing’ while leaving a domestic abuse situation I was in with my then fiance. It wasn’t thought out, I was just in so much emotional pain, other terrible things had recently happened, and I felt there was no other way out.
They found me, they were there in the ambulance, they were there in the hospital, they were there visiting me while I was in hospital. They were there when I came home away from my then fiance. They were there making sure I had no contact with him because they knew I would go back if I did. They were there when I was crying because they wouldn’t let me have any contact with him.
They were then there to watch me recover and go on to build a life for myself.
That’s what those whose main purpose in life is to protect you do.
If my peers at secondary school had found out what i’d said about my private parts as a child I would have been mocked and bullied relentlessly at school. It would have been horrific, absolutely horrific.
Kids can be cruel, especially in secondary school. Stop using your children as content. Stop posting personal things about them that could be used by others to mock and bully them while they are still children.
Picture the scene.
Me as a child running towards trusted adults in a way that has been recreated by others but which I could never do it justice. Then I said “I’ve got a hair on my lulabelle” I was too young for it to be anything to do with puberty. “Lulabelle” was not a term that anyone in my home ever used, it wasn’t a term i’ve ever knowingly used since, and apparently not before. Which of course added to the hilarity of the situation.
So yeah, I had to deal with secondary school with every single one of my peers doing that little run and repeating what I said. I was bullied relentlessly over it and even the teachers thought it was funny. It was absolutely horrendous, I had to drop out of school, and now I trust no one because those who were meant to love me humiliated me to my peers.
Oh wait, the adults in my life protected me. The first time it was ever brought up was when I was an adult, and in front of people who loved me. Alcohol was being drunk and funny stories were being told. The way it was told was one of the funniest things i’ve ever heard. I have some vague memory of it happening, but with the retelling we were all laughing so much nobody could catch their breath.
Simon, I may have gone on about this a bit but the moral of this story is to never put anything online about your children that you wouldn’t feel comfortable standing up in front of every single pupil in your children’s primary and secondary school and telling them. It doesn’t matter if they were really young at the time. They don’t stay young for ever and what you post about your children can, and will have negative consequences for them when they are making that transition from child to adult. Let’s be honest, that is not a great time for any kid, hormones, body changes, trying to navigate everything.
Stop doing it. Not because anyone else tells you to do it, but solely because you are their safety, their protector, it’s the most important job you will ever do. Do it right.
ETA: Simon will definitely know i’ve got 3 autistic adult children, i’ve spoken about it a lot.
Going back to this post, which I only posted because Simon lied about me in that Facebook post he made. There was enough truth he could have used against me, but he lied, and I hate liars. Him lying about me in that post is what has resulted in this flurry of recent blog posts. Along with some mental health help i’ve been getting.
I was actually in the middle of writing Simon a message asking him if he wanted to orgaanise a telephone call so that I could write a blog post with input from him. I was starting to feel better from the mental health help, and I have a strong sense of fairness.
Simon blocked me before I could finish the message. With being a single mother and sole carer to three adults with autism, I get interrupted a lot and have to do lots of other things.
When you play the hit console game “parenting thems with Autism” i’m the final boss!
When you know one person with autism, you know one person with autism. My children are very different from each other. It’s why I never set myself up as an autism parent, because I can’t help anyone else with their children because they will be different to mine, in the same way any human is different than another.
I can talk endlessly about the lack of support for carers though, i’m an expert in that.
You almost had my telephone number Simon, you then would have gotten my name. You blocked me so whatever.
The last person who was desperately trying to find out who I was took a couple of years. This is someone who had met me repeatedly in person. Heard my voice, seen my photo so many times and things i’d written. He finally worked it out because all of that time i’d also been using my real account to post much the same things about the same person.
feel free to contact me on the email address i’ve posted in the contact me bit. I’ve put that out to you before Simon.
A lot of people at ECC know who I am, and they are not a fan. There are so many others who have contacted me who i’ve given my real name to. I’m solely anonymous on here to protect the anonymity of my children.
I can’t really say if I think Simon will find out my name. It’s because I think it’s obvious because I know who I am. I would love to try and make a prediction, and make a bet on when he will find out, but from where I am and having all the information already I can’t do that.
Tattlers, humour me and start trying to guess how long it will take him. The closest gets a signed copy of the Up the Garden path poster.