Posted by dulwichmum on Wed 30 June 2010
I have the most super prize today for this Wordless Wednesday Competition!
Come up with the best caption for this picture and you will win either a pair of swishy Polaroid sunglasses for yourself (Roxy) or two pairs for your poppets from Polaroid Sunglasses.co.uk!
I reviewed Polaroid sunglasses recently and I must tell you that I am so very impressed. It is essential to protect our eyes from harmful UV rays, and the glare of sunlight. Not simply to avoid the squinting that can accentuate fine lines and wrinkles, but apparently there may be other damage too…(whispers) who cares?
I have no need to assure you that there isnt anything I would not do to ensure my poppets are afforded every possible advantage in life, so these are definitely what they will be wearing this summer.
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Posted by dulwichmum on Tue 29 June 2010
Do you have any idea how stressful this time of year can be for me (wail)? As a fabulous looking woman with an outlandishly wealthy husband, a house the size of the Finsbury Park Mosque (with an in and out drive) and children at top independent schools, I can assure you that life is not without its stresses (dabs tear from eye).
The class lists have just been circulated for my poppets’ coming academic year and my home is filled with tears…(sniff)
I hate to see the apple cart upset for my progeny. They are so young and vulnerable. Do these teachers not realise that with the click of a mouse on an excel spreadsheet, they have separated friends and annihilated our happiness (lip wobbles). I fear my heart will break (clutches chest).
There are those who will make fun of my woes, pointing out that my poppets are not sharing a class with a mob of dangerous dog owning, tattooed, crystal meth drinking socialists. Yes, it is true that the parents at my darlings’ schools are all professional, with swishy careers and Audi Q7s, but things are actually never quite that simple…
My tiny daughter is now set to share a class with my GP, my obstetrician and MY GYNAECOLOGIST!!! I feel so exposed… While my perfect son is with the child of a boy band member (who has children in their twenties these days, honestly?), a partner from the law firm that represented Paul McCartney in his divorce case (plays nervously with wedding ring)… someone very senior from The Guardian (laughs socks off) and lots of children I have never heard of!!! Why are we paying these damn school fees (stomps foot)? I don’t need want any of these people in my circle. There is just no point in me taking the poppets to school myself anymore.
I haven’t even told the munchkins yet. I have yet to come to terms with this tragedy myself first…
As a working mother, I have so very many troubles to contend with (gasps for air). It seems that I may have left it too late to apply for a place for the poppets at Mandarin Summer boot Camp (the business language of the future) and if I don’t find a new aupair soon I may be forced to allow them to spend a few days with my mother – the woman who asked me if an Ipad is a new type of sanitary towel (ohmygod!), or God forbid, look after them myself (clutches chest).
Some mornings I find it so very difficult to motivate myself to get out of bed (sobs)…
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Wordless Wednesday
The Body Shop - Born Lippy™ Satsuma Shimmer, Passion berry and Pomegranate Lip Balm
Philips ReAura (Part 1)
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