Marshall family pic (courtesy of the mirror.co.uk article)

Let’s see what she does to afford such things:

Age: 50; No of ops: 3; Spent: £13,500. CARER and mum-of-nine..

I think they do the word “carer” a bit of an injustice. I’d also have to guess that (unlike their chests) it’s probably not too much of a stretch to assume this is one of those shining examples of permanent welfare sponges who does nothing except spawn large quantities of the next generation of dodgy chav welfare sponges (with a diverse range of DNA scraped off the barstools from various pubs) while mooching a council flat to boot. Good to know the tax I was paying in the UK is going to great causes like this. What would you expect really from a nation with the Queen as head of state (the UK’s prime council housing welfare sponge family).

So with a name like “Chantal Marshall” you’d think that the authors of the article would have done a quick google search to see if this person had a record of quality parenting leading up to this story.

Oh but she does this intrepid investigator can reveal, back in 2001: here and here. 14 year old Tara, now 22, featured in a documentary called “Tara’s story” in which her mum and “carer” answered criticism of her parenting technique.

Marshall will appear in a TV programme on Thursday called Tara’s Story to explain why she allowed three of her daughters (one of them being Tara) to have sex at the age of 11 – and why two of them have already had abortions.

Tara, now 14, says she had sex at 11 because Kirkby-in-Ashfield, where they live, is boring: “We haven’t got a swimming pool or an ice- skating rink. So sex is the only thing you can do.”

Would have been easier just to call the mother Chavtail on factual account of her life. You’d think after one kid getting knocked up you’d sit the rest down and explain how condoms work, but I suspect with 9 kids she’s got no fucking clue what one is or how to avoid getting pregnant.

Parental fail

Well, back to little Tara, so bored and unhappy at age 11 she started having sex for something to do. It seems when you get a bit older you find hobbies, so tells a now 22 year old Tara:

“I knew bigger boobs would make me happy but rather than getting upset about it, I decided that as soon as I was old enough I’d save up and have breast implants.

“I managed to save up the money I needed and as soon as I was 17 I booked a consultation.

“After I had my daughter in 2005 I decided to have them done again. I love the fake look so I decided to go for a 34E. I feel amazing.”

It’s good to have dreams Tara. Perhaps when your daughter grows up you’ll point her in the direction of saving up for an education rather than an operating theatre.

So now she’s big titted and bored. Or perhaps there’s a swimming pool or ice-skating rink around these days so she’s got something else to do.

Scary thing is that Tara is probably the success story of the household with her job as a receptionist and financial good sense to save up for the operation. Her sister “Terri, 25, is a dancer”. Perhaps I’ll go out on a limb and suggest that the author should have skipped the euphemism and just put down “stripper” to avoid confusion with, say, ballerinas or similar higher brow varieties of dancer. Her other sister took out a loan to get her inflated ego.

Anyhow, takes all types I guess..