Pringles response to my email!

Dear Becky, Thank you for taking the time to contact us. Thanks for writing to us about our chips. We are absolutely delighted that you enjoy them so much – that’s what we like to hear! We are always pleased to get such positive feedback from our customers. We find it very rewarding, and we really appreciate you writing in to share this. We do find that tastes tend to vary and not all flavours are appreciated by everybody. Pringles devotes a great deal of effort to developing products which we hope our consumers will enjoy. All our products are carefully developed and researched, with very thorough consumer tests conducted. Unfortunately The White Choc Peppermint flavour is still to be released in the UK and is only available in the USA at present. Though it could well arrive to the UK next Christmas! In the mean time you may be able to find the flavour on some online stores such as Amazon and Tescos online. As a gesture of goodwill we would like to send you a complimentery voucher, we hope you will accept this voucher towards some pringles products of your choice. Please provide us with your full address so we can dispatch the voucher to you. Since consumer satisfaction is of the utmost importance to us, your comments are greatly appreciated as we endeavor to continually uphold the quality of our products and level of service to you. Kind Regards, Tom Badger Pringles consumer care YAY PRINGLES!!!

How to annoy every mother Gisele

Oh look at me I'm a nice normal mother just Breastfeeding my baby. As obviously every new mother has a hair stylist, manicurist and make up artist on hand while she proves how fabulous she is by breastfeeding at the same time. Keep it to yourself love, instead of highlighting breastfeeding and empowering women all she has done is prove what an airhead she is by pretending to be 'normal.' Congratulations, give yourself a pat on the back for giving mothers another thing to feel insecure about. Yes you're a super model, yes you are gorgeous, but why not post a realistic picture after a long night of breastfeeding, hair sticking up, remnants of yesterdays make up that you managed to put on, smeared down your face and your muffin top poking out of your dressing gown. Or was that just me? I have saved this picture as 'Smug.'

Dear Mr Pringle

Dear Mr Pringle, Your tag line (or slur or whatever ever fancy word is appropriate) has now been well and truly tested 'Once you pop, you can't stop.' True for many flavours of Pringles, so imagine my excitement when I walked into my supermarket and saw MINT CHOC flavoured Pringles! I couldn't wait to get them home and try them. Pop, crunch....hmmmm, crunch, crunch... they are so weird! Yes they taste of chocolate, yes they taste of mint and yes they taste like crisps! (oh are they potato chips or is the debate still on-going?) I didn't know whether to dunk them in my tea or dunk them in a dollop of ketchup (which is what I do with most crisps/potato chips/ savoury crunchy snack not allowed to be called a chip.) So I brought them into my work who were bemused, but I can't say any of them will rush to the shops to buy a packet. I will again though, as my taste buds like being confused. While searching for a contact email for you sir, I discovered you do WHITE CHOC PEPPERMINT FLAVOUR! Where can I buy these? And when did you employ Willy Wonka? (Who has recently come out with a new range of chocolates, including millionaires shortbread, mmm. If he is there say hello and good job from me. Anyway just wanted to say thank you for brightening up my day, I will let you crack on with making tomato ketchup flavoured Pringles for me (please.) I have sent a tube of your mint choc snack (political correctness ay) to my brother in Afghanistan, he is in the RAF and loves all the weird and wonderful things I send (vomit flavoured jelly beans are not high on his please send again list.) So I will let you know what they think. Thanks again! Becky. X

Advent is over

I have just consumed all of the chocolates in my advent calendar.  To be fair I have done quite well, it's the twelth so I've lasted 11 days longer than usual :/

A mothers constant competition

Sleep, wake, shower, wake child  get child washed and dressed, put a load of washing on, was up dishes, make child look immaculate,  meke self look immaculate,  drop child off at school, carry on the rest of day bring perfect.....thats not me.

Wake, shower,  sort through clothes on the floor I haven't worn but are clean, rely heavily on Grandma to sort child out so I can slap on some make up and run out of the door with still wet hair.

Mothering is a competition I don't always win, in fact most days, I'm just glad we're still alive at the end!

Recently, Scarlett has tested my mothering skills with things I didn't think I would have to worry about until shes a teenager. She is going through a pulling down trousers at inappropriate times stage.

If she was a boy, I would be like 'Oh, it's just boys being boys' but now I'm screaming 'I don't want her to be a teenage mother!!'

Reading this book 'The child, The family and the outside world by D. W. Winnicott has reminded me Scarlett is just a little girl growing up and we are both learning together. Of course it's not easy but nothing worth doing ever is, I'm glad I've got my little angel (little exhibitionist) to stumble down with road with.

Oh seriously?! While writing this I just walked in dog poo......

Ballet dancer's lost dreams

And point and lift and pirouette and thats all I know (ok I Googled the last one) but I was a ballet dancer once....sort of.

Well every 6 year old girl was weren't they? I had the pink knitted cardi, purple leotard and pink ballet shoes. I couldn't wait to learn to use the shoes where you went on your tippy toes.

I danced for a few years then one girl made a comment about wanting to dance next to my best friend because i always did and I got in a strop and quit.

Dreams of the tippy toe shoes gone in a flash, I could have been there tonight dancing in the pretty dresses.

Ok I wasn't that good but the Russian ballet performing The Nutcracker tonight were phenomenal. 

So flawless, their feet barely made a sound when they landed. Some of the girls looked like they hadn't met a decent dinner plate in a while and made me feel guilty for eating a bag of chocolate while watching but hey they like dancing,  I like eating chocolate.

Usually anything where in the end its 'all a dream' really winds me up, but this was so magical I was totally transported. I believed it, it was real, in front of my eyes, The Nutcracker came alive.

I forgot all of my worries, I was transfixed and didn't want it to end but obviously like all good things inevitably it is now just a memory.

Scarlett absolutely loved it 'I like the pretty boys!' And now as expected she wants to become a ballet dancer. Best look into how much thats going to cost me then! Oh and the picture is of her being as sophisticated as usual.

So from dreams and memories to reality....The only way is Essexmas is on....