Showing posts with label Garnier Miracle Skin Perfector. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Garnier Miracle Skin Perfector. Show all posts

Friday, 2 September 2011

A simply wizard summer

"Harry Potter" woke me up this morning, complete with scar, glasses and a cape. I was rather speechless - the Princess is completely obsessed with all things wizard. 

She used my black Biro again but I guess this is an improvement on the Amy Winehouse makeover she gave herself a few months ago as that took AGES to remove all the ink...

I will keep this photo for her 21st.....

I survived this morning's madness when loads of kids descended, despite waking up with the headache I still had from yesterday.

Yes that's Bungle and yes I'm wearing a pirate hat...


I felt like Frauline Maria with the Von Trapp family. Well, a mini Von Trapp family anyway. And sadly without Georg Von Trapp (Christopher Plummer), his grey suit and his whistle. Ooh, I love that man. My sister and I had a crush on him and still do!

The 8 week old baby was sleeping downstairs. Peacefully. Through the noise.


There was a fair bit of bickering but the toddlers played nicely and I caught up with my friend Charlotte which was lovely. We met when we used to weigh our baby boys, then kept bumping into each other and hit it off. We don't see much of each other but it is always very nice when we do.


The Prince with a VERY cheesy smile. His friend refused to be a fake grinner.
Onto all things Cherry Tree, I bought this vase from Helen & Douglas House Hospice for 50p and love it. It had literally just been donated. I've given it a lovely new home and filled it with a few fresh flowers.





Then I decided to treat myself to some stunning pink gladioli too. I find them so gorgeous, I love that they have a mind of their own after a few days and droop where the hell they like.




 

Oh and the Garnier Miracle Skin Perfector??? BRILLIANT. It is now my fave cream ever. Eve Lom? Whatevs. I don't have great skin but this stuff does what it says on the tube.



Ignore my brows, am growing them before a wax and ignore the piercing in my nose.
Don't wear nose rings any more. Kind of miss them though.

And there we go for a Friday night. Am off now to eat a chocolate mousse and then go to bed, it's been a loooong day!

Thursday, 1 September 2011

Henley and headaches

I have a really nasty headache this evening. My hormonal, once a month evil headache. I should be lying on the sofa in the dark but I can't be jiggered. I want to write a post, so I shall do so in my dark glasses. Very Roy Orbison I hear you cry.

I took les enfants to Henley-on-Thames today.






We ate our lunch on the train while chugging past the most stunning riverside houses. Actually, I should rephrase that bit about lunch because only I ate the food. The Princess wanted to save hers to eat by the river when we got off the train and the Prince picked over everything I packed him and licked each bit, before shaking his head and declaring "I light it. Away. Now". This means he doesn't like it. He does, however, like crisps......"Bips mum bips mum. Want bips". Repeat, increasing the volume until you can barely think straight.

I didn't want to give him a packet of "bips" on the train purely for not eating his sandwiches but then he performed The Shriek. It's long and loud. Ear piercingly loud. Maybe this is why I have a headache....

We walked past our little dream home.



I love the colours, the flowers and it's so neat and tidy


Yes, Myrtle Cottage, I think I love you

I love the colour of the front door
 Then we scoffed ice creams by the river.



Stop looking down my top...

Couldn't eat his sandwich, but had plenty of room for this....



Anyway I bought this book, only to return home to find I've already bought it. Gah!  This is the problem with over 100 vintage Ladybird books. Lovely Piggly, what a dear, from Oxfam for £1.50.


 And this one for £1.99, also from Oxfam.



I also nabbed these babies, 20p each, from an antique shop. Very cute, will look lush with cake on. I love cake...


 On a totally random note, I bought the below soup, purely for the carton. NEVER judge a soup by its carton. It was like supping warm pond water. I could manage a small bowl, but not the gargantuan one I filled. It tasted healthy, but in a bad way. I had a craving for chips afterwards. And cake.



And I finally succombed to  all the excitement over the below product. National papers rave about it. Will see how it goes. If it is great, it is a bargain at £9.99. Let's see if it transforms the mug I possess.


Tomorrow is a busy one. I shall have six children here by 10am, ranging from 8 weeks to 10-years. Helllllllp...