14 February 2013

What is the point of... Valentine's Day?

It's time for a new feature here on Baby Baby.

Let me introduce to you to 'What is the point of...?'

I have a massive list of things I can't see the point of, starting with today, Valentine's Day.

When I was at school, the run up to Valentine's Day was exciting. I'd spend ages making a card for the object of my affection. Doilies cut into heart shapes featured heavily. I'd hide my initials somewhere in the design, just in case the lucky recipient was determined to find out who his secret admirer was.

On the day I'd slip the card onto his desk or into his bag. Then I'd wait. One year my target was a boy called Rodney (note to self: Facebook him, see if he's still alive/gorgeous). He blushed when he opened the card, then put it in the bin. The swine.

I'd wait all day for someone - anyone - to give me a card. They never did. I'd rush home and oh-so-casually ask if there had been any post for me. There never was. The first time I received a Valentine was when I actually had a boyfriend on 14th February, I was 14. I made him the full lace doily card complete with declarations of love. His card contained a rude joke and a question mark. We split up soon afterwards.

As an adult I've seen Valentine's Day grow into a commercial event. Restaurants charge inflated prices while old married couples sit in silence, occasionally tutting at the service. Flowers, chocolates and cards are there to be bought. I once received two dozen red roses at work. Yes they were stunning, but my boyfriend at the time was massively in debt and couldn't afford them. I'd rather he saved his cash, but I guess you're either a saver or a spender.

Andy and I have bought small gifts for one another. I made him a card, no doilies this time, but it feels like we're going through the motions. We're in love, but we don't need to spend an arm and a leg to prove it.

I'd happily say goodbye to Valentine's Day - Pinterest wouldn't drown under a sea of hearts for a start.

Valentine's Day doesn't do anything for me and I can't see the point of it. What about you?



12 February 2013

Win a Personalised Bar of Cadbury Dairy Milk from Joyville Made

*** This giveaway is now CLOSED ***

Sometimes you open a package so awesome you can't stop grinning. This is what happened to me when I opened a delivery from Joyville Made and found this bar of Cadbury Dairy Milk WITH MY NAME ON IT.

If you'd like the chance to open your post and grin like the Cheshire Cat, read on.

Joyville Made are giving away three free personalised bars of Cadbury Dairy Milk to Baby Baby readers.

To be in with a chance of winning all you need to do is leave one comment (per household) on this blog post telling me what you would choose to have written on your chocolate bar. Leave your email address or Twitter ID in your comment so I can contact you if you win.

The draw will close on Monday 18th February (cough - my birthday - cough) at 8pm. I will select the winners at random the following day.

These personalised chocolate bars would make a perfect birthday gift (cough - 18th Feb - cough) or Mother's Day, Father's Day, Easter, random Wednesday or 'your blog is fabulous' present. Just saying.

Good luck!


5 February 2013

25 Years of Comic Relief

This is me (and my best mate, R) 25 years ago today.

Dear Diary...

5th February 1988
COMIC RELIEF DAY. It's finally here!!! All the 6th form came in fancy dress today (apart from Adam the STIFF). We went to the hall and all had our picture taken together. I hope it comes out. Kath looked really stupid dressed up as a pea pod. The rest of us looked cool though. I was Cinderella and R was a nun. Kitty was Prince Charming so we stood together a lot. We all got our fancy dress costumes from Ooh Fancy. We're going to take them back tomorrow on the bus. £9 is a lot of money for one day, but it was worth it. We had a brilliant day. I can't wait to watch the show tonight. R is coming over with a bottle of Liebfraumilch. I'm going to video all the comedy sketches.

6th February 1988
I feel like a stupid idiot. R and I cried when we saw the films from Africa last night. We should have all given £10 each to Comic Relief instead of getting those fancy dress costumes and only putting £1 in the bucket. The sketches were funny though. The Young Ones were B-R-I-L-L-I-A-N-T.


I can't quite believe that was 25 years ago.

Back then I believed that the world's problems could be solved by occasionally giving to charities like Live Aid and Comic Relief. This didn't happen, but not through lack of trying. I'm now appalled that the 'haves' don't give the 'have-nots' enough. There is still poverty, war, hunger and disease BUT the money raised by charities like Comic Relief does help.

Today my fellow bloggers, #TeamHonk (Annie, Penny and T), are in Ghana with Jonathan Ross, Davina McCall, Jane Garvey and Comic Relief. They are visiting projects funded by Comic Relief. It's not often you get to see where and how your money is spent, but already they have reported back from bakeries, schools and clinics.

I am eagerly awaiting my digital postcard from #TeamHonk and I'll share it with you when it arrives.



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