Want to Win A Clarins, Armani & Dior Gift Box?

THIS COMPETITION HAS NOW CLOSED Of course you do! Welcome to my first giveaway. My lovely friend Rosie from Clarins at Debenhams has put together this mahoosively desirable gift box just for That Welsh Blonde readers. Dior Blush Whether you want this fab giftbox for yourself, as a Christmas pressie or see it as an…

Vita Coco For Kids – By My Kids

A spooky coincidence occurred recently…or perhaps, if you are more spiritually minded, then you would say “We put out a request & the Universe answered”; but that sets a bit too dramatic a tone for the rest of the blog post so I will just say “summat happened that was right good timin”. After a morning spent…

Allergy Show UK

Another 3am on the bog, wrapped in a duvet, clinging onto the sink for dear life as yet another spasm of agony ripped through my stomach.  This led to another 7am of my Son finding me asleep, toilet roll in hand, my head propped up on the loo roll holder.  He used to find it funny,…

Dad Dropped Me

My kids are nagging me to go to Alton Towers.  I feel that, at 12 & 10 they are too young. Of course, I was their age when I first went but that is beside the point; as is the fact that my daughter is taller and far more fearless than me.  Whilst pondering how long…

Animal Birthing – Beautiful or Ick?

The Blonde clan have recently become addicted to PogDogs (Paul O’Grady at Battersea Dogs home), Supervet and various other animal rescue programmes. As we coo, ahhh and aww at the various little animals in need of love, our cat Sandy is usually nearby for cuddles and an expression of miffed’ness (usual expression to be honest) on her…

Meningitis – a Fatal Instinct

Have you ever ignored your gut instinct? I admit, this is something that I have done a lot. My gut has issued various warnings in the past, which I have not acted on as common sense usually won the mental debate. The day I brushed off ‘Mother’s Instinct’ however, threatened to be fatal. My poorly…

Tenerife. Day 4. Boobies

Nice boobies, Icky boobies, Rude boobies, Old boobies, Fake boobies, WTF boobies & wibbly, wobbly man moobies; my Son has seen them all now. As someone who routinely checks the rudie rating on all films and games ( Yes, I said games, flamin Xbox) I have managed to maintain my own innocence in thinking that my…

Tenerife. Day 3. Karaoke Night

I’m so jealous of my Hubby.  He got to sing karaoke with the King. The audience loved it! We had decided that Saturday night was to be the late night party night.  The kids were all for it, my man & I were all geared up for it, by 5.30pm we had found the perfect…

Day 2. Tenerife. Sunburn

Lets talk sunburn. Oww Mutha F*#’!!##N OUCH! In order to save £160 on taking suitcases on our RyanAir flight to the Canary Islands, I bought us some funky, cabin -sized cases from GroupOn & we rammed a weeks worth of clothing & shoes, books and laptops into each,deciding to buy toiletries etc from the supermarket…

Tenerife. Part 1. Drowning

My Son and I have the same look on our faces when we are drowning, apparently. As Hubby and Daughter zoom past us with grace, speed and chlorine’less nostrils, my Son and I do a desperate doggie paddle to mid-way & then splutter, snort & choke on the ‘Show Off’s’ waves, trying to avoid being kicked…