Sunny Sunday

Worthing Dome Cinema

A real holiday feel today. I popped into town with DD and she amused herself on the bungee trampolines (twice) and had a go in a Zorb ball, we played air hockey (during which I accidentally let go of the thingy you hit the puck with and nearly killed a small child) When we'd stopped laughing we played on the 2p machines and won a tiny 'poo' (the little guy from the Eon energy ad but in brown ...so ...)

We walked round the classic American car show and lusted over the gleaming hunks of sparkingly polished metal, and the men with tats and beards. DD decided she wants to be a biker and ride a huge trike.

We have decided to try the funfair this evening, might even go on the waltzer - do the young fit guys still hang onto the back of them and jump from car to car? *hopeful face*

My 99p Festival....

More news from my 99p task, (catch up by clicking here) I use the 99p Stores a lot for festival and camping stuff.

Some of the best things I've bought in the past are solar lights, inflatable camping pillows, spare guy ropes, pen knives, torches, batteries and enamel plates and cups. Also metal water bottles, wet wipes, hand gel...

But for the 99p summer challenge I went for some kids festival staples (not actual staples - thought they sell those in the stationery aisle too) things that you really ought to take with you because if you don't (and you have kids) then you'll be nagged to buy them and they cost a fortune on site!

So number one, Sun block, factor 50 but in a small handy (hand bag?) size. No excuse then to not carry it around to slap on when the sun shines (oh yes it will!)

Then some glow sticks, 99p stores have them in packs of 15, one festival I went to sold them on site at 99p per stick! Kids love these as it gets dark, handy to use as night lights later and good for decorating a trolley or ensure you can spot a toddler in the dark by the tent.

And then giant bubble wands. 2 for 99p bargain! Bubbles keep even my teen entertained, giant bubble wands have become a bit of a 'thing' at Camp Bestival and many other family festivals, if you have smaller children they sell ordinary sized bubbles too - in multipacks for 99p

And last (but possibly best) a pack of modelling balloons and pump, great for a bored child (or dad!) early in the morning or to make an amusing hat, or a poodle to be your own special festival friend!

You'll spot more of these in my festival posts later - off to Camp Bestival on Thursday!

Are you festivalling? All prepared? Or off to the 99p stores!?

My 99p Summer!

I love a bargain. I browse ebay, use charity shops and generally like to sniff out a good deal. With this in mind I often pop into the 99p Store, so when I saw they wanted some bloggers to take up a challenge, I was quick to email.

Bloggers were given £10 of vouchers to create a fun summer, and of course that's 10 things from the 99p Store (even my poor maths was up to that!) and for me the real challenge was only buying ten things! (I may have cheated) And one of us could even win an iPad!

So here is the first in a few posts, about how to have a fabulous time with only a tenner. Hopefully you'll get some ideas and if you are near a 99p store you could pop in and grab some fun!

So, I went into my local 99p Store and as it was a scorching day I stood for a moment enjoying the air con. Then onto business!

I resisted all the bath products, and the books, and dvds, and garden stuff...

Here is my haul.

Some things for festivals, some slightly 'crafty'  things for wet days (if we ever have another one) some Coppertone factor 50 suncream (for the sunny days we still have) and some toys for ...just for fun!

So we started with what maybe my favourite, tiny 'Whizzy Bugs' which are a generic Hex Bug Nano, a tiny vibrating mechanical bug, way more fun than they sound, they race around like tiny cockroaches, bumping into things and each other (yes I cheated I bought an extra one later they were SO good) This video shows them on a tray, they are funnier in 'the wild' but harder to film!

And then DD settled down to make the Space Craft from the 'block tech' (not Lego but 'compatible with leading brands! in the dark when you step on one you wouldn't know the difference!) and it was great! 99p to take over the Empire? Why yes please I think I will.(I should mention they also had military cars, planes and another spaceship design)

I laughed for more than 5 minutes that a Spaceman has pens in his SHIRT pocket.

So far our 99p summer is off to a great start. Next I'll show you the festival goodness. Stay tuned.

What will your body look like after having a baby?

When you grow a baby in your tummy your tummy gets bigger to make room, the skin stretches, the muscles give, sometimes stuff tears, you might get stretch marks, saggy skin and a slight 'belly' after you have had the baby.

If you are naturally skinny and have fabulous stomach muscles and are lucky you may 'snap back into shape' (or flattish tummy) after a couple of months. But probably you won't. You might be bothered by that and diet and exercise but probably, unless you are very wealthy and have a nanny, housekeeper etc you won't because you'll be busy enough just keeping the house tidy (ha!) and the baby clean and fed, and yourself washed (ha!) and getting some sleep (hahahahahahahahahhahahahah!)

I'm telling you all this because the media is in a feeding frenzy about our new prince. He is a chunky lad, and lucky he is a lad - good lord can you imagine the media if we had a 'beautiful princess, petite and lovely, glowing in her pink beauty, sparkling etc etc - so he's fine being chunky and crying 'lustily' and all the other macho things babies do ...what?! what?!

oh where was I, yes I'm telling you about the tummy thing because OK! Magazine (amongst others) seem obsessed that Kate has a bump. Women's magazines on the whole are obsessed with women's size and weight, and no celebrity is safe so we really shouldn't be surprised that Kate is a target because she 'bravely showed her post baby bump' (as opposed to what? hiding behind William? wearing a sandwich board?) Of course she has a bump, there was over 8lb of squirming person in there until very recently! She will of course have all the help she needs from family and staff, no doubt her food will be lovingly calorie counted and prepared and she will regain her 'perfect' figure.

But you know what? It doesn't really matter if she doesn't. It's nice to look nice, to be clean and healthy, but being perfect is over rated. Being a mum  is really what matters. And I hope she enjoys it. And if you are a mum reading this, I hope you enjoy it too. What ever your size. Because you made a person. You are awesome.

What babies think of fashion. :-)

Pop over to Story of Mum to see more awesome mums. Join in. Love your self.

RHS Flower Show - Hampton Court

Two men strolling along the side of the Thames

"are you going to the flower show?"

"Hampton Court?"

"No I always walk this way"

Ancient jokes aside, DD and I attended Hampton Court Flower show on Sunday and it was glorious. It was of course, hot, as we are in the middle of a heatwave summer. But we enjoyed the day none the less, it was lovely to see our old friend BEE CLEVER the Ecover Bee sculpture, and I was surprised to see how much Ecover was involved in the show! They had sent me 2 free tickets to attend but they sponsored the entire 'Inspire Zone' with innovative garden ideas to save water, the planet and our insect life.
 

Their concept garden was nice, the plants in it were the stars though, gorgeous blues and pinks encouraging bees and butterflies to hang around. The judges agreed as the garden won gold! There were also plenty of planters (large wooden troughs) sponsored by Ecover and designed by various well known gardeners.

We didn't see half of what was on offer at this great show. Never having been before we were content to meander (sweatily) through the gardens, into the floral display tent and browse the numerous shops. After purchasing a parasol DD found time for a quick paddle, earning her compliments from a lady passing by, on her colourfulness and beauty! We spent some time watching a fashion show, not usually my thing but it was cool in the tent, one model had a moustache and several were topless, so we forced ourselves. There was also a chihuahua (called Sweetpea) in a dress.

 

We went into a bee tent too! Met some bees and their keepers and had an excellent and informative chat on bee keeping, helping bees and volunteering with local bee groups.

By 4pm we were hot and tired enough to go home, so it was farewell to the lovely gardens, our friend the bee and the grandeur or Hampton Court, a leisurely boat ride to the station and off home.

All 111 photos I took can be seen HERE on my flickr account

Thanks to Ecover for the tickets.

Canvas tents are ace (aka Carry on Camping)

You know me dear blog reader, I love camping. I write about the joy of the outdoor life a fair bit. I've been known to camp in m y own garden, and often in campsites less than a mile from my home.

The joy of the birds singing, the sound of the trees creaking in the night (and during one particularly stormy night the sound of a tree crashing to the ground 100 yards from the tent!) the feel of the breeze though a loosely tethered flap...

But this post is not the convince you that camping is fun, that goes without saying! No one remembers childhood holidays where you stayed in a nameless hotel by a hot beach (well I don't, probably because we never did..but anyway..) but we all remember the joy of a camping holiday, cleaning your teeth in a field, spitting toothpaste into the wind (school boy error), traipsing to a cold shower block at dawn, through cow pats and getting lost amongst unfamiliar tents because you forgot your glasses...ah bliss

*pause to think of the wild open spaces*

But this post is to say that modern tents are not the best!! And that canvas tents are not 'terrible canvas Baden-Powell affairs' as a commenter on BBC Radio 4's Today program claimed this morning!

I own three tents. Two are canvas. One is a Pyramid style, this basically means it has one main pole (steel) that erects the tent. It is the simplest tent in the world to erect and that is why I love it. There was talk that 'pop up' tents were easier, well that maybe true BUT I have spent many a long hour watching campers trying to re-pack them at the end of a holiday (once I went and got a chair and a glass of wine) and that does not look like a simple job!

Modern tents vary; but nylon, while waterproof, is thin (not great at keeping cold out or even keeping heat out!) and the sort of tent with the flexible long poles is a nightmare for me, I have CMT and the dexterity required to thread poles without undoing them, and then bending them without hitting a fellow camper is tricky, I usually have DD with me when we use the nylon tent, but my canvas tent I can erect alone, bang in the corners, one yank on the pole and it's up!

The canvas tent smells lovely too, a proper camping smell (I creep up to the loft to sniff it in the winter) and it feels sturdy and safe (it withstood the wind that brought down a tree with barely a ripple to its taught sides.

I think that tents coming in all shapes and sizes is a good thing, somewhere there is the right tent for you. But to dismiss canvas as 'terrible' is just silly. It is a tent many campers aspire to, a proper tent, for proper campers.

The only downside to a canvas tent is the weight, I confess I need a trolley unless I can park near the car.

What sort of tent do you have? Do you have more that one? A favourite? Have you got rid of a tent because it wasn't right for you?

School Dinner vs Pack lunches...there is only one way to decide .. FIGHT!

Gaze on that healthy physique!

I’m very very old and so I started school at the beginning of the 70s (stop sniggering and no, there were not still dinosaurs) anyway. Everyone had school dinners. There were a couple of kids that had packed lunches but I think that was because they were weird had food intolerances and in the 70s you weren’t allowed to have any unusual food requests. There were no vegetarians either, well there might have been but they just got the same as the rest of us, minus the meat with an extra potato if they were lucky. School dinner was meat (or fish) and potato (mashed or boiled) and two veg, usually mashed swede (I love that!) or boiled cabbage (love that too!) or peas (processed not frozen) maybe an exotic like sweetcorn on a good day. Pasta was confined to macaroni cheese, other forms of pasta were still very new and foreign. I don’t remember rice, ever. Pudding was a stodgy sponge thing, with fruit or jam maybe, and custard (eat your lumps they are good for you). (insert spotted dick joke). There were dinner ladies too and their job was to ensure you ate everything that was put on your plate. You couldn’t refuse things. I threw up over a dinner lady that made me eat liver. I still heave just thinking about liver.

So, school dinners, they just were. You ate them and were grateful. If you were a fleabag poor you got them free and the other kids looked down on you, but at least you didn’t starve.

Then the government in their wisdom changed things, they brought in canteen style choice, chips, pizza, burgers, salads etc, let kids pick and choose what they ate, it was all very American and glossy, the kids loved it and surprise surprise they started eating crap. So parents started sending kids in with packed lunches, they were at least as healthy, usually more so and cheaper. School dinner takeup dwindled, and some areas (such as the one I live in) closed all the school kitchens and stopped doing school dinners altogether.

Some schools in our area have brought school dinners back via private companies that bring the food in and reheat it on site. It looks ok and there are healthy options….but it’s not cheap, it is not all healthy and a huge amount of what is on the menu my own DD doesn’t like, as they can choose not to eat it, she would go hungry, or just buy cakes. She takes a healthy packed lunch. There is fruit, carbs, a drink, maybe a treat such as a homemade cake.

Now the government want to mess about again and ban packed lunches. Head teachers apparently (if you believe the news) agree with this bizarre plan. I suggest that first they ensure every school has the ability to actually provide a lunch. Also to ensure that there is NOTHING unhealthy on the menu if the children are allowed to choose. And also ensure that the dinners are only a few pence a day, because as any parent knows budgeting can ensure cheap packed lunches. A loaf, some ham, hummus, cheese or tuna. Some fresh veg cut up, maybe a brown rice salad with raisins, grated carrot and some chicken. When you buy things in bulk for the week (or longer if you have a freezer) you can make lunches for pennies(ideas link).



So what do you think? Back to the ‘good old days’ of meat and two veg and being forced to eat it? Only a school café where kids can choose? Or leave us the heck alone to feed our children? (I expect you can sense my feelings)





PS we sometimes had spam fritters in the 70s , when you pressed them with a fork, oil oozed out across the plate…yum 



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Now wash your hands

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There is a very real chance that at least 2 people reading this are sitting on the toilet. Yes you! I see you (I don’t, that would be creepy and bit pervy if you ARE on the loo) 

Lots of people take the few brief moments of calm while sitting on the loo to check texts, emails, blogs, twitter, etc Numerous studies have shown this to be unhygienic (as if we needed a study – bloomin’ obvious if you ask me!) but we still do it because in this technological world of ‘labour saving devices’ (haha) we seem more rushed, more busy and more stressed than ever before.

Who knows why? Maybe it’s FOMO (fear of missing out) or maybe it’s lack of real friends in a digital age, or a genuine lack of time, I know that parents seem forced to rush form one activity to another, ferrying children in cars from event to event, monitoring their whereabouts, terrified to let them play out without supervision due to the threat of pedophiles (and I’d love to say ‘oh that didn’t happen in the 70s’ but looking at recent evidence I’d be wrong) or traffic. I saw recently on twitter that mums asked what they would do with 5 minutes to themselves struggled with an answer, so rare was the occurrence!

Anyway, the loo, the toilet, the bog, as a respite area, a calm haven in a busy work day or a hectic home full of small screaming children, unhygienic but needs must.

But wait, danger lurks, even in your calm and peaceful water closet…

From the news this week Fox attacks man on Toilet!

And other stories of toilet horror abound

Things like Rat crawls out of toilet

And Three foot lizard in supermarket toilet

And Squirrel found in toilet

and also Snake bites man's penis as he sits on toilet!!!

So now…still sitting comfortably? 

You may also enjoy this post where animals attack....

You don't know what you've got til it's gone

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Water. I sign petitions for clean water in other countries, I donate and sponsor via World vision. I believe that as a world with the knowledge and resources we have we should be able to ensure at a bare minimum that everyone on the planet has access to clean water. But it’s not until you wake up to a burst water main and no water (as we did this morning) that you realise the enormity of having no water.

And of course we do have some water, in the loft tank, in the toilet cisterns (don’t flush!! We need to keep them full as long as possible until the water is back on so it’s all a bit ‘festival loos’ here in the heat!) But hand washing? Luckily we have wet wipes and hand gels but many germs need soap and water to remove them properly. And we have a bit of water in the kettle..

Should we clean our teeth or is the water more usefully saved for drinking on this scorching hot day? No showers or hair washing certainly, no clothes washing. I was lucky and popped out to buy some clean bottled water, I have a car so could nip to the shops before work and there were still (a very few) bottles on the shelves. I managed to buy 5 small bottles. I didn’t have to carry a heavy bucket. For me water collection was a brief inconvenience but imagine if I had to do it every day…

I remember the long hot summer of 1976, standpipes in the street, water rationing, cleaning your teeth with coca-cola (I may have made that up) but I’d forgotten it until today. I also think it might do us good to experience things like that more often, a quick reminder of actually how many amazing things we just take for granted.

So today, a hot day by the coast, schools are closed, some shops, cafes and other businesses will no doubt also have to close due to ‘health and safety” when they have no water, no toilet or washing facilities. Could you cope with no water? For how long? And if you have the luxury of a car and money to buy it bottled had you realised what a luxury that was? I’m not sure I had.

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Today I’m at work, with water, leaving hubby at home, with no water. We have already popped next door to check on the lady that lives there, We will share some of our water with her, she is in her 90s.

So today I’m thinking about water. Let’s make the most of what we have, and share what we can. If you are having a cup of tea as you read this, count yourself lucky, and enjoy.

Swamps, Stages, Sun, and Sweat (Glastonbury ...continued)

Friday arrived damp and drizzly. We donned wellies (and clothes, I wasn't allowed to wander naked, the teen DD had forbidden it, tsk, teens eh) And headed down to the festival for some breakfast. The field by the Other Stage was a quagmire. Proper sticky, slippy Glastonbury mud. Hungover festival goers slithered and slid along the walkways, sometimes falling with a satisfying 'splat'. We stopped for breakfast of bacon and egg in a bap (well I did, DD claimed not to be hungry) and then walked about in the mud, we squelched onward and suddenly were forced, FORCED, to eat warm blackberry and apple pie with cream, when we spotted the aptly named Just Desserts (absolutely scrumptious!)

 We then staggered onward to the kids field as DD had been dying to visit and see what was going on there. By this time the sun was out, so I lounged while she played in the spider tower, the pingpong thunderdome and other assorted amusements. I wasn't just watching beards (I was).

Later we went to Williams Green to meet Lemon Fancy at the Ecover Bee, we also bumped into Ptolemy the bee's creator. We chatted, admired the bee and then popped into the 'souper' Soup Library, a place we discovered last year at Wilderness, and one we were delighted to see again.

We were sad to miss Amanda Palmer but DD was very happy to catch up with Rita Ora's set on the Pyramid stage.

We had pizza (cooked in a wood fired oven, smokey goodness) for lunch, and also had to eat crumpets after spotting old friends from Camp Bestival the Strumpets  with Crumpets (I seem to have turned  into a Glastonbury food critic and it's true we did eat ALL THE TIME! but it's hard work festivalling) DD had two luxury jam crumpets, while I had the Bloody Mary - best crumpet ever!

In one of the shops DD cunningly bought a Jessie J T-shirt for a £5 (I say cunning, it was priced at £10, I said no, the guy selling instantly reduced it LOL) And then we went to the Cider Bus for beard watching warm cider. We could hear The Vaccines playing from there so it seemed churlish to move, it's a bit blurred at this point to be honest. :-)

We went to watch the rather fab and funny Dizzee Rascal complete with swearing and balloons, a rather spirited and fun performance that DD loved, and we stayed  for the Arctic Monkeys set too because I rather love them.

After dark we went back to  Williams Green to see the bee in the dark, and it didn't disappoint, cunning light effects rippled over its body and it looked amazing.

 Saturday Morning broke bright and warm. The mud had all dried, and after an  ostrich burger for breakfast we were off!The green kids field was first on the list as DD was obsessed with the climbing wall there. The people in the field were so lovely and friendly too, oh and we were dressed as bees.

 We took a walk up to The Park to the Crow's Nest hoping to see  Professor Brian Cox but it was so busy we couldn't even get close, reminded me of stories of people trying to hear Jesus! So we took photos of the lovely view over the festival, and had some lunch then walked back past the stone circle (where we saw the most romantic of marriage proposals, he: down on one knee, she:crying and saying yes, everyone:hugging)

We went to watch some comedy next, DD's choice, and chanced on Torann Drummers (young, hunky, sweaty topless drummers, what's not to like?) and then listened to Jeremy Hardy and some other people that raised a giggle or two.

Tea was a fishfinger butty while watching stunt men lay on beds of nails. Which fortified us to go and see The Proclaimers in the Accoustic tent.

 We nipped back to the tent for chairs and shmangles so we would be comfy for The Rolling Stones later. The field was heaving with fans and we were far far away but it was amazing. I was exhausted just watching them for over two hours, incredible the stamina they have and Mick was clearly loving it all.

Sunday. Dressed as bees again today after washing our hair in a bucket by the tent, no queueing at showers for us! Even though there were free showers in the Green Futures field, stocked with Ecover products.

We caught a bit of Zulu Winter on the Other Stage, and DD danced about with her breakfast ostrich.

We went to the West Holt stage to see Riot Jazz (mostly by accident, you really do find all the best things by accident at festivals)

Then we spent an hour or so at the Circus Pavement (DD's favourite spot) watching such great acts as Great Dave, Billy Kid and Mr H. (no Photos of Billy Kidd though - too busy cringing as she dislocated her shoulder to escape from a straight jacket)

 And at 1:30 we were back at the Other stage for what turned out to be my favourite act of the festival (and the cruel BBC didn't film it!!) Stornoway, so there I sat sipping gin from a tin, listening to lovely music on hard baked earth that had been a swamp only days before.

Lianne La Havas (someone we discovered at Wilderness and instantly loved) was great on the West Holt stage later, I sat eating Goan Fish Curry (delicious and very spicy) while listening.

Mumford and Sons performed a stonking set later, much of which we listened to from the comfort of bed, we really are wimpy festival goers :-)

Monday. I'd been dreading getting the trolley back up the hill but I needn't have worried. Delightful friendly men helped us at every steep bit, one guy helped push for so long that we awarded him a medal (I bought some at the 99p stores for just an occasion such as this, we had already awarded one to one of the litter picking team) and so we were gone, driving away from several days of action packed fun. I miss being in the tent, I can't wait for the next festival.

All the photos you've already seen plus a whole load more are in the slide show below. (Well done if you read this far)

Big thanks to Ecover for sending us to Glastonbury

Created with flickr slideshow.

Glastonbury: beats, bars, bands and bees, with Ecover

Early on Wednesday morning (I say early it was actually 8am - the time the gates opened at Glastonbury) I set off with some trepidation, (and DD)  to the biggest music festival in the UK.

The journey was stupidly easy, no queues anywhere despite AA signs and dire warnings online of long waits around the site. We arrived at the Purple car park as instructed and were shown to a parking spot about as far from the main festival site as was possible without still being at home.

The view from the car park (which was high on a hill) over the festival was amazing. We had packed light (we hadn't) and so we put the trolley together and set off.

We camped on Hitchin Hill as the family camping was already full when we arrived at 11am. It was very steep but luckily DD's beauty and my feeble helplessness attracted manly types to grab the trolley and RUN with it to the top of the hill in a show of awesome macho-ness.


We pitched the tent, dropped the trolley and our valuables off at the free lockup and then wandered off to the Green Fields, through the circus fields, to Williams Green where we could finally see the holy grail of our journey, the finished Ecover Bee sculpture by Ptolemy that we had previously seen in pieces in Brighton. The bee looked amazing. So different to last time we saw it. (more of that in later posts)

We bought ourselves a Glastonbury T-shirt each and moseyed on back to the tent via the craft field and the 50p tea tent (the clue is in the name there) where oddly everyone was spilling their tea....

At the tent by 7pm and DD was out for the count, all that healthy exercise, early morning rising and hauling a stupidly overladen trolley across Glastonbury will do that to a person.

I had a gin and watched the sun setting.

On Thursday we were raring to go, a great nights sleep (although my hips were aching - I must be getting old - not sure how that happened) We started the day with coffee and hot chocolate at the tent (ah ha bringing the camp cooker suddenly seemed like a better idea!) And then went down to the festival site to shop, stare and eat.

We spent time at all the best places, the Cider bus, the kid's field, played giant twister, made stick people in the green kid's field and then....then it began to rain

 We braved the rain for some time, chatting to friendly hot pork sellers (ooh er) and getting wetter and wetter. Finally as there were no bands we were desperate to see we went back to the tent. 2 early nights...what was going on!

It continued to rain all night, and when we woke it was still raining, luckily I had two pairs of wellies...

to be continued .....

I'm gonna wash that ..... right outta my hair..

So, I was at Glastonbury last week. 

You all know this as I don't shut up about it. See I'm even talking about it now! and it was glorious, so glorious I shall do actual blog posts ALL ABOUT GLASTONBURY FESTIVAL, but this is not about the festival, it's about a giveaway and shampoo. 

So there is a tenuous link because at a festival, unless you are some kind of weirdo clean freak, you don't wash much. There are some oddballs that are happy to waste half a day of their festival experience queuing for a shower but I'm not one of them. It's a few days people, stand near the loos they will mask your stench, we won't die in 5 days of not washing. It's why God invented wet wipes*

However I did cave in and wash my hair after 3 days; in a bucket of cool water by the tent though, I'm still not wasting time! And once back in the land of the non hippy, the clean, the 'normal' I get clean again, a bath and a shower or two and I feel all sparkling as the grime washes away. Washing your hair is lovely isn't it, getting all clean and silky again.

And Vosene are celebrating getting a brank spanking** new Facebook page so they want to give you, my loyal blog reader, the chance to get clean and silky! (not that you are skanky...though you may be...)  With a free selection of Vosene Shampoos (Just think one of each of the core product range could be yours to wallow in! Better than mud! and smells lovely). So all you need to do is use that Rafflecopter Thingy to enter the competition, you will need to have a Facebook account. UK only and all other usual boring rules apply(see T&C on Rafflecopter).

*Disclaimer God may not have specifically invented wet wipes but he gave us the idea and the ability so it's the same thing.

**Disclaimer there is no spanking that I am aware of on the Vosene Facebook page. But there are handy top tips and general  niceness

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