Saturday, 10 February 2018
DD1 skipped proudly out of school yesterday clutching an envelope close to her chest and looking very excited. Her short story, she'd written in school had been entered into a competition and had won!
The whole way home she gushed about being a winner, about being published in a book of winners, how she wanted to tell everyone we'd ever met about how good her story was.
Naturally I was thrilled, I even got a touch teary in my pregnant state. My clever little daughter winning writing comps aged 7. Amazing!
But then I read the winners letter properly and the world began to crash down.
The company running the "competition" have been running this scam for years. Every child in DD1's class, probably year group has received this letter. Out of the 25,000 entries into the competition her class won 30 winner places. What are the chances eh?
In order to have your child's winning entry published you must send off a form giving permission to have it printed. AND agree to buy a copy of the printed book for the bargain price of £15.99 + £2 postage. There's offers to tempted you into buying more. 3 for 2, 10 for 7.
Surely the winners get a free copy I thought. As a prize of their achievement? No. There is no achievement here. Every entry in that book paid £17 (minimum) to be there. If you don't pay you don't get entered. Hardly a compltion is it.
Apparently it's called vanity press, and thousands are duped into it every single school term.
I'm fuming. And will not be buying a copy and will be warning others about it!
X x X
Sunday, 4 February 2018
Isn't this sweet? I found the pattern last week on a vintage knitting pattern website. I had just enough of the pale blue wool to finish it.
It matches really nicely with Gman's new check shirt and trousers from a few days ago so I'm really pleased.
It also means another ball has been used up from the great stash under the bed.
Next I have 2 balls of faux fur yarn to use up, I'll let you know what they turn into shortly.
X x X
Friday, 2 February 2018
DD2 has enjoyed a day of dressing, eating and learning just like a Victorian student.
Her school was celebrating its birthday.
I seemed to mostly enjoy it although the boiled cabbage they served with lunch got the thumbs down 😂
They also had a visit from the "real" Queen Victoria. I haven't the heart to tell her the truth about it. She was so excited to have given the Queen a high five.
X x X
Today there has been much excitement. The 20p clothes bin in Sue Ryder has been topped up with fresh supplies. I couldn't resist a good rummage.
Gman now has a new checked shirt and navy demin jeans. They might need to wait till the summer as they are a touch big but they look brand new.
DD1 has a new pair of grey jeans and some snuggly jogging trousers. She can be a bit fussy on trousers so hopefully she'll like them both.
DD2 has a cute purple shirt and a pair of Brats cargo trousers.
Not a bad haul for £1.20!
X x X
Wednesday, 31 January 2018
We started off pretty well but unfortunately we have fallen foul of the winter bugs. So far we've all suffered the norovirus and heavy head colds.
DD1 is getting a bit anxious about the baby arriving, mostly about me being in hospital and how Dad is going to cope with remembering everything for school etc. I've promised to write out lots of lists and instructions for him to follow.
DD2 is struggling against the bugs. The hand foot and mouth she had before Christmas is now making her loose her fingernails and she's currently recovering from a UTI infection. Her immune system is pretty much running on fumes I think.
G-man seems to be picking up lots of small sniffly colds, though not to the same level as DD2. He bounces back much quicker from them after a days rest.
Hubby is working a fair few hours at the moment. There's a lot of staff sickness needing hours covering and he's building up his time owed for babies arrival. He is a bit tired but still has enough energy to make whaling jokes when I'm in the bathtub.
And finally me. I'm definitely on the slow down now ready for new baby. Everything is getting hard to reach, and I get a bit achey if I try to do to much. Lots of knitting and box sets on Netflix is the current answer. Though nesting is definitely full swing and hubby keeps finding all kinds of things in the washing machine or soaking in bleach.
X x x
Thursday, 11 January 2018
The third trimester is officially upon me. Goodbye lace up shoes, hello slip ons.
Anything that falls on the floor between now and mid April will no longer exist in this household.
11 weeks to go, possibly 9 if I do my traditional 28week eviction. It feels like forever and no time at all.
X x X
Wednesday, 10 January 2018
I love a mystery bag of bits. I couldn'tresist this one of girly things for £1 this morning. It turned out to be mostly cute beaded bracelets and a handful of hair accessories. It gave me an idea.
I grabbed 2 petty paper stack books from the craft stash and got to work folding each square into a simple envelope. Each envelope contains a cute bracelet and hair elastic (mostly matching colours). I'm not sure if I'm going to hang them with pegs or hole punch them yet but the idea is to hang them on some ribbon as bunting for DD1's birthday in March.
She can choose to open them all in one go or one/two a day like a calendar but I think they'll
Go down quite well as a birthday gift.
X x X