Online Bingo an absolute fun only at NewLook Bingo

Popularity of the much loved bingo is growing by leaps and bounds. Well, with lives of each one of us getting busy we hardly have time for each other and hence find few people to provide us company with. It’s during those lonely times that bingo fills our time up and along with that helps us find some lovely like minded people. You would agree with me that we ladies love chatting and communicating with each other especially if we find people with similar likes and dislikes and bingo helps us find just that.

Bingo has now entered the online space like never before and we love it all the more as all we need to do is log in. Dressing up, getting our hair done (we love looking pretty don’t we) etc. not required. We can simply sit in front of our PC’s, laptops or better still punch in our log in details through our mobile phone and all this in our pajamas and play bingo, win some easy cash and make new friends.

Almost all the online bingo sites have taken notice of this amazing quality in us – of being able to communicate well, of being amazingly social of being lively and all the rest! And, thus they have tailored all their games mainly keeping we the ladies in mind. Here’s one such site which I think you would simply love playing in – New Look Bingo.

A site where you would find some of the coolest chat hosts, endless witty conversations in their chat rooms and your favourite – online bingo games. This site is powered by Cozy Games making a site you can blindly trust on. They have everything that you can wish for from an online bingo site. You can indulge in a plethora of bingo games here.  No it’s not only the 90 ball, 75 ball and 80 ball bingo but also the much loved 30 ball and 50 ball bingo.

All you mommy’s, aunts, grand-moms and pretty ladies, NewLook Bingo also has their set of cool chat games which I say mustn’t be missed. They have an entire range starting from Lucky 2’s, Crazy 8’s, Nextout, Charmmed, CH’s Favourites and many more. You simply need to be there to know about these exciting games in detail. Lastly, if you are wondering what if you get bored, then what? Then, NewLook bingo has for you their special break time quizzer which would make your mind go for a spin!

Competition: Win a spell of your choice

Have you heard about the Spinney Witches yet?  Their mission on this earth is to spread love, peace and happiness.  I am honoured to have been selected to host a giveaway for them.

You can win a spell, ready made or made to your wishes, or a bottle of magic spell oil (I can verify that they smell divine).

Just enter using rafflecopter below.

Ends 15th August 2014.

Blessings :)

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Review: Growling tums

Golden-Oldies-Senior-and-Light1.jpgThe subject of what to feed your dog is a a tricky one to negotiate.  Some advocate raw bones and meat, others react in horror if you dare mention that you have ever fed them Bakers or Pedigree.  Yet, lots of dogs have very happy and full lives despite what we feed them,and you have to go with what your dog likes and what makes them shine.  I really have tried all sorts with Shadow, from the very expensive to the budget brands and supplement him with treats from the butcher every now and again, as well as any household leftovers.

Growling Tums sent me a bag of Golden Oldies Senior, since I had told them I was supplementing with glucosamine because he got a tired hind leg after our longer runs.  I am happy to say that he has performed well on it, and shows no signs of a limp, even after an eight mile run. He has plenty of energy, a shiny soft fur, firm stools and minimal bad breath.  He’s never been a fussy eater (except lettuce, he won’t eat lettuce) and he licks his lips if I ask him if he is hungry.

Growling Tums are a new dog food brand selling cheap natural dog food that is as nutritious as the more expensive brands.  For me though, they are still quite dear, at £39.99 for 15kg, while my usual brand is half that.  In my current financial state, that is too much, we are all on rations in our house and I just can’t quite justify that.  In the future, however, it may become an option for me again.  Shadow did like it, and had only positive reactions to it.  It certainly compared in looks and texture and indeed contents, to a brand I reviewed at twice the price of that.

I am having to switch back to my usual brand but Growling Tums will be high on my list for the future.


Review: Elevease – the original shower foot rest

At the age of 39, I wasn’t sure if testing the Elevease shower foot rest was age appropriate.  I’ve never had an issue bending down to shave my legs…. I am not that old yet!! But only three easy steps to install the foot rest so I gave it a go!
Did as instructed and the foot rest was installed within 10 mins – now to wait 24 hours before the adhesive set and I could use the shower (luckily I have a separate bath).
The first time I used the rest I was nervous about how much weight it could take BUT it felt secure and solid.  The adhesive works. Since then I’ve used the rest on a weekly basis to shave my legs and to my surprise found it much easier. It helped with balance and saving the odd back creak because I am not having to bend over completely.
The foot rest isn’t too unsightly, not bulky and has a nifty slot for your razor. I’ve only used the rest for shaving but can imagine it would be useful when exfoliating, moisturising and for foot care.
Would I pay just under £16 for the Elevease (price correct on Amazon at time of writing)- the original shower foot rest? I think so, especially if I had any back or balance issues.  The delivery should be free though. 
elevease shower step*Guest review by Abbey

Review: Yankee Candles

I think we all know about Yankee Candles, they adorn most garden centres and gift shops with their massive selection of alluringly coloured shiny glass jars, willing us to add one or two to our shopping baskets.

I’m a big fan of scented candles, though, for the past few years have mostly avoided them, what with a small person in the house who is naturally attracted to pretty warm flames.  Now he’s a bit older I can burn them on occasion and out of his reach on a very high shelf that I put in my room especially for keeping things way out of his reach.

Most of the time I use an oil burner if I want a nice fragrance because candles cost quite a lot, and Yankee are no exception.  So what I suppose you’d like to know is: are they worth it?

My nose is quite sensitive and I can sometimes feel a bit headache-y if I burn a cheap candle.  The smell of the wax seems to be picked up by my senses more than the intended other smell and it spoils the whole experience.  yankee candles

I had this experience with Yankee too.  They sent me the Orange Dreamsicle in their Really Massive size. I could smell the waxy smell more than the orange smell, and the aroma was very localised to the area of the candle.  I wonder what their popularity is, maybe it is because they are so widely available.  My personal favourite and the only ones that I buy now are by a company called Lily Flame.  Their scent travels widely, and is really true to life.  My favourites are violet, baby powder and grass.  I buy them off e bay for the best prices, but always shop around.

My friend really likes Yankee though, so I’ve passed it on to her, so it has not gone to waste.  I must have a funny nose (no personal comments please!!).  What do you think of Yaneke? Bees knees or not sure what the fuss is about?


BONKERS! #tiedyequeen

I have been getting a little bit over excited with some Dylon dye I was sent to try.  It all started with a picture I tweeted of some Toms that I had revived and then the lovely people at Dylon twitter posted me an eye-popping selection of dyes to experiment with.  I’ve loved it, making the Cub and I matching t-shirts and even letting him have a go at creating his own.  I just can’t get enough of it, I’ve been reviving old towels and a bag, transforming plain t-shirts trying out new designs and methods, and I’ve not even finished yet.

I need some more white tees and a white hoody and some trousers from  At this rate, there will be nothing white left in this house!  Brilliant fun.

The Dylon website has all the instructions, it’s easier than I expected and especially if you pick a bright colour, the hand wash packet for three quid-ish goes a very long way.


lavender bath mats

Lavender transformed some greying and bleach-spotted bath mats

dip dyed t shirts

I love the dip dye effect

spiral  dyed shirts

Our favourites – matching Mum & Son t-shirts

secection of dylon dyes

Bahama blue and flamingo pink are my favourite colours.

khaki bag

An old very faded bag that had plenty of life left in it, restored to a good colour again.

bubble dip dye tees

I combined dip dying with the bubble effect for these

two more dyed t shirts

A bubble dye vest and a scrunch dye t-shirt. This was a dip dye job that went wrong with a paler pink so i scrunched it and popped it in the flamingo pink.

modelling the dip dye bubble one

Me, in one of my favourites

mummylion and cub in a field

We love our matching tees

vest and long sleeved t-shirt

Cub’s creation on the right and a corner spiral dye with dipped sleeves.

The Big Run

My running buddy

My running buddy

Last year -when I climbed over the hill and found myself in another decade of life and realised I can’t actually get drunk any more without a three day consequence after half a decade of near abstinence – I bought some running shoes and decided to put some extra oompf into my dog walks.   I was quite happy with no particular goals other than move a bit faster than usual for my usual couple of miles and enjoy the nice fresh air in my lungs and the endorphins in my brain.  No pressure, just a nice jog through the fields with my four legged friend.

It went in fits and starts, to be honest, and the muddy winter put almost a stop to my activities.  In the spring, I heard about the Skafell Pike climb for Refuge and wanted to join in.  I figured that if I could run six miles, I’d be fit enough to do the climb, so set myself that target, for the end of August.  Anyway, then I suddenly realised (actually my Mum realised for me) that the dreaded School starts this year, and the dates clashed.  I was so disappointed.

Somehow, around this time Crazy Running Sister (the one who has run marathons and half marathons and other crazy running activities) managed to somehow (hypnosis? word weaving? catching me on an optimistic day?) get me to say yes to signing up to the Robin Hood Half Marathon.

Yes, you heard right, a full half marathon.

Over a decade ago I ran the run for life and hated it so much that I vowed never to race again.  Never say never eh?  I joked that my big glutes and small feet made me more suited to sitting than running, as I drove to the corner shop for me fags n wine (way pre Cub, obvs).

Anyway, here’s me, bopping over the fields in my running shoes with my dog in all weathers and I was doing quite well. One mile to six in a little over a month, easy, innit? *ahem* then came eight miles.  Oh crikey.  I am so totally not loving it now.  Eight miles is crazy hard, and the time it takes is soooo long.

So I googled training plans and they suggest not doing a half marathon for your first race. Oh well, too late now! Add to this that the only training days I have are when the Cub is at nursery  and the times I have to run are always midday in the full midday sun and you might see why I am thinking that this challenge is working out to be a bit more of an effort than your bog standard everyday race runner.

This week though I got a little self-booster when I hit the 11 minute mile over a short run, and managed a four miler in not much more and in 27 degree heat without actually dying, so I suppose I am making progress.  The short runs are the ones I enjoy, though a year ago I would never have said that running four miles was short.  The plus side is that my legs and feet are changing shape for the better, and I’ve picked up a lovely tan along the way.

I’ve had no injuries except a lower back pain when I increased to five, but that subsided quickly.  The barefoot shoes have meant that I get no shin splints like I used to, although my foot arches and ankles are pretty stiff, and the long runs can be felt inside my hips.  I have the remains of one dark grey toenail on one foot and blisters upon blisters upon blisters.  Apparently I am now a bona fide runner, with this rather unglamorous foot casualty.

My seven year old running buddy is the same age as me now according to this (older according to others) and is coping marvellously, even in the heat, though he stops for a dip in various rivers or canals we pass.  He’s had a stiff back leg for years but since adding glucosamine to his diet it seems to have vanished.  There’s life in us oldies yet! He’s great company, and listens to me compassionately when I start complaining, always offering a furry ear to stroke and a look of gentle encouragement.

But I’ve said I will do it and do it I will.

An organisation called Elizabeth Finn Care/Turn2us has been a real godsend to me, so I decided to run for them.

I am not asking for a tenner, or a fiver (though that’d be nice), but if you could spare a quid to sponsor me, that would be so super-cool.  My page is here, or, you can text: MUMC73 £1 to 70070.

Which moisturizer works better for the summer time?

PaperArtist_2014-07-11_22-05-21I’ve been trialling two summer moisturisers for a month now, to see which is my favourite.  Shielo complexion moisturizer (US spelling, all the way from New York), and Citrus Clear Skin Repair Moisturizer.

Both are GREAT for the summer, but work in different ways. The Shielo Moisturizer is better at leveling the complexion and controlling oil, while the Citrus Clear Moisturizer is more moistening and for skin renewal.

Now that the summer is truly here, they have both been put through their paces.  I have sensitive skin that is prone to spots, and when I stopped using my Lacura Clear Skin moisturiser, my spots did return, unfortunately.

However both were lovely to use, and definitely performed on the soothing and moisturising front but miles away on the pleasure front was the Citrus Clear Moisturizer.  It is a truly indulgent smelling moisturiser  that soothes not only the skin but the senses too.  Used at night in a nice thick layer, it would help me drift off to sleep in a haze of sweet citrus fruit, a really comforting smell.  I didn’t notice any reduction in wrinkles, though my skin tone has improved, and it was only used for a few weeks.

Dawn and the tale of the scary fluttery things

Ever since I can remember I have been scared half to death by Things With Big Wings.  Bees, wasps, OK I can cope, but if a beautiful fluttery butterfly enters my airspace or a bird gaily flaps nearby I would break out into a cold sweat, have shivers down the spine and overwhelmingly nauseated.

Birds, butterflies, daddy-long-leg’s, dragonflies and the creepiest of all the fluttery creatures MOTHS, all activated my fight or flight mechanism so well that I could move faster than a cat out of hell (did I mention bats, also?) to avoid them, even before anyone else had spotted the darned creatures.  It was my Phobia, and though of course I had considered facing it, it was not such a biggie and I figured that I’d managed to pretty much avoid the creatures for 40 years, why put myself under the unnecessary bother of changing anything?  I like the fresh air in the evenings so I bought window nets to keep the flying stuff out.

I was so bad that once, a bird had entered and left my flat but left a deposit on my sheets.  I discovered this as I came out of the shower and ran from the flat still in my towel to get a neighbour’s (light fingered) son in my flat (alone) to check that it had definitely gone.  I slept on the sofa for a few days after that.  Last year, a moth died on the lawn and I was so scared of this dead thing that I had to chuck mud over it so that I didn’t have to look at it.  I couldn’t watch silence of the lambs – Hannibal was scary but the moths made me want to vomit.

And then I had The Cub.   Not wanting to pass on my fear, I hid it, for the first four years, so well, that he really loves birds and butterflies, even though I would secretly just want to run away and hide if he started chasing ducks or chickens.  But THEN, the zoo opened a butterfly house and I knew I couldn’t hide my fear any longer so I told him.  “That’s silly”, he said, and yes, it is silly, phobias ARE silly, but I wanted to sort it out so that I could enjoy my life with him without silly things getting in the way.  My Dad is scared of birds and I suppose in a way that reinforced the legitimacy of my own fear, so I decided to just think about breaking this silly thing of mine.

“I can cure that” (or words to that effect) promised Dawn aka Think It Change It.  She’s an amazing woman that has overcome so much in her own life (see her books) and has helped me in the past with cognitive hypnotherapy.  Take a look at her website, there are some free downloads and a very informative email newsletter that is worth signing up for.

The method she uses is so simple, but based on studies of human emotional evolution, that has some parallels with mindfulness training, along with a deep seated belief in you as a human being and an individual.  I know that I can trust Dawn one hundred percent, she is professional and discreet, but what I love the most is that she believes in me.  She knows I can do it, even if I don’t.  I think that’s what many of us miss, the missing link, somebody who wholeheartedly believes in you, the individual, without judgement or bias.  It’s pure, and simple, and a big difference from the internal dialogue and the negativity that life keeps chucking at us.

I think the session took around half an hour, via Skype, and that was it. Done. Phobia over. NOW….this is not to say I am 100% comfortable around fluttery things but I have lived with this fear for 41 years and my neural pathways are going to have to change a bit.  Two days later:

That's me, outside the butterfly house

That’s me, outside the butterfly house

Me, inside the butterfly house.

Me, inside the butterfly house.

OK, you can see from the second photo I was not comfortable, but I kept on going.  The butterflies were very big and very active, and a third of the way round I HAD to leave, but I did it! I went in (gung-ho, a bit too soon).

Then, a few weeks later:

Me, holding an owl,

Me, holding an owl,

Seriously, last year I would never have even contemplated doing this!  I couldn’t bring myself to have an owl fly to my hand and there was no way I was ready for the big one whose wings would have brushed my head but I did it!

At the moment on runs there are an awful lot of dragonflies and butterflies about.  I would have just avoided those routes in the past but now I don’t even get freaked if they brush my skin.  There was a massive moth in the house two nights ago and although its fluttering was definitely uncomfortable, I did get close enough to fly-spray it (yes, I know, sorry massive mothykins).  Yesterday a butterfly entered my living room but I passed the responsibility of removal to my sister.  Just because they don’t make me want to cry any more, I am not sure that I’m ready to be their best friends just yet.

The cold sweating fear, palpitations and tearfulness have been replaced by a little curiosity, and I am able to actually look at a butterfly’s markings without the discomfort of terror.

I call that a result, don’t you?  What fear would you have removed?

Boots opticians

I’ve been wearing glasses for a while now.  First for studying, later for driving and now, well, all day, when I am not wearing my contact lenses.  Sad to say, I can’t even see the telly clearly unaided now, though, I can still read clearly with no visual aids.  Over the years I’ve been through quite a few pairs of specs and it’s always hard to choose the right pair, so much so that I think I’ve only ever had three pairs that I really actually liked.

I visited a Boots opticians for the first time in many years, and the experience was quite different from my usual optometrist appointment.  I’ve been going to Adsa for years after falling out with Specsavers, just because they are cheap,to be honest.  They aren’t the friendliest front of house staff, but it’s a handy store and you can get your groceries afterwards.

As  contrast, Boots Opticians staff were very friendly and a lovely gent called Vikesh took me through the whole eye test procedure.  The process was nothing new to me, but each step was clearly explained and he even took a picture of the inside of my eye, which I was quite impressed about – I’ve never seen that before and apparently my eyes are healthy, which is reassuring from a bit of a sun-worshipper.

Then it was onto choosing the lenses and frames.  He explained that Boots Protect Lenses came as standard now.  If you scroll down, you will see a lovely graphic that highlights a few facts about sun and eyes.  In a nutshell, Boots Protect Lenses offer all year protection from UV rays with an eye sun protection factor of E-SPF 50 (high).  Loads of people go blind from to much sun exposure, and it affects every eye colour, not just us blueys.  So not only will my peepers be healthy but (I was thinking) it might help prevent wrinkles (I added that bit myself, this is not a confirmed fact). These lenses are also scratch resistant and reflection free to help you see out, and people see in, more easily.

I also wanted to try reactions lenses, so I added them to my package.  I’ve been on the fence about reactions lenses, one of my sisters tells me they are very uncool but as I like to wear glasses in the summer to protect my eyes from pollen, plus, I like multifunctional items, I opted for this.  My Mum says they don’t change fast enough when you come indoors (after chasing after my very fast son) but I’ve had them for a few days now and can’t see any problem there.  The brown tint matches my frames and I like them.

Boots Protect Plus Lenses (or fancy-pants lenses, as re-named by me) are amazing, so far.  They resist water, oil and don’t steam up as much.  In the few days I have worn them I have definitely not been cleaning them as much as my other glasses, and today when I was over some steamy water in the sink, they definitely de-steamed quickly.  In my other specs I would have had to wipe them or wait much longer for them to clear.   I’ve never had special lenses before, and at fifty quid it’s a big extra on the price of your glasses but I will update this post in a few more weeks to let you know if it’s worth it.

The staff at Boots (well, Vikesh really) has been very patient with me, and I’ve been back twice already for adjustments (hopefully for the last time today!).  I’d like to thank him, because I took sooooo long making my choice AND had my lively and rather bored son with me while I did (did I mention kids glasses at Boots are unbreakable?).

Anyway, time for a selfie? What do you think of my lovely new glasses?






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