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Wednesday, 25 April 2007


I am simply delighted by that TV programme for kids "Lazy Town", where the hero Sportacus loves to eat apples. My darling big boy Max has eaten five whole apples today! In his quest to be more like Sportacus, he loves to eat "Sports Candy."

Advertising is incredibly powerful and can be wonderful if it is used a positive way, particularly with impressionable unsophisticated little people. Fast food advertising on Saturday mornings during prime time children's TV was indeed a dreadful evil. The TV companies can never advertise enough fresh fruit and vegetables as far as I am concerned.

I am afraid that this is a short post this evening as I am completely exhausted. I was up at the crack of dawn in the queue at Sainsburys for the super new Anya Hindmarch "environmentally friendly alternative to plastic carrier bag" this morning. I managed to get in the queue by 6.15 am, and the store was completely sold out by the time the queue was only half the way into the shop! You simply can no longer buy this limited edition hand bag.

There are absolutely no more to be produced, so hurrah! I am top of the class when it comes to having my finger on the pulse of fashion. I have a super new limited edition hand bag, I wouldn't dream of using it for the shopping. Just check me out at the school gates in the morning!

Oh yes, as I was saying, advertising is a powerful thing...


Pig in the Kitchen said...

I was rather disappointed to discover that Sportacus is NOT gay as I had assumed. But is icelandic and has a family. No, it must be a front...look closely, he would look far better in a black rubber suit with strategic holes, don't you think? I'm sure i am a fag-hag manqué.

Drunk Mummy said...

I too was disappointed by Lazy Town, because at no point do Stephanie and Robbie ever stand up and say "I'm Sportacus", "No, I'm Sportacus"

Anonymous said...

indeed carissima DM..."we are what we do"...enjoy x ContinentalWife

rilly super said...

duwichmum, such is the desire for these 'I am not a plastic bag' bags that you may not be safe carrying it around unless it is disguised by being heavily wrapped in several 'I am a plastic bag' bags. One cannot be too careful you know. Think of it as being similar to wearing recycled underwear, what's important is that it makes YOU feel good even if nobody else can see it.

dulwichmum said...

Darling PITK,

He is not gay? I don't believe it!!! He could surely crack walnuts with his bottom cheeks!

Sweet Drunk Mummy,

You really are as sharp as a blade - despite your poisoned liver!

Cara Continental Wife - I know I am a slave to advertising.

Oh Rilly dear, I do know what you mean. I have just been persued by muggers all through Brixton - but it was worth it! I could never even consider wearing recycled underwear...

AntiScam said...

Darling Dulwichmum,

Another designer handbag? You really are quite the spendoholic!

Nunhead Mum of One said...

Oh the power of advertising! The joy of the mute button when all but that one with the cute little boy and the toilet rolls comes on (please do not confuse this with the little boy sitting upon the toilet clutching his nose and saying "pooh!" - that is truly cringemaking!)


Stevo said...

Sainsbury's at 6am? Show off, I was still reaching for the bottle. Chief Nurse wanted to go, but wouldn't let her, in case nature called. Which it did...whne will it end?! Must fly, baby Florence trying to eat computer. Did you fill the Hindmarch with lots of mother's little helper?

dulwichmum said...

Sweet Antiscam,

A girl can never have enough handbags!

You know Nunheadmumofone dear that advertisement is a disgrace and has given me a complete aversion type complex to air freshners.

Dear Stevo,

At the moment I am drinking lots of lovely Tesco Finest Chablis which is on special offer - yum! I am so glad you are on the mend.