Ahem.

Sheepish of Southampton codename Mum1 needs to transmit a secret confession of poor levels of Mum1 behaviour.

I escaped to local emporium with fellow Mum (sympathetic and helpful division) whilest Richard (dad1) looked after the children.

This emporium is dripping with goods and lovely things of a festive variety. Normally this place is a purveyor of garden related goods of plants and spades and a rather nice meals area for ladies who lunch.

this festive time of year, the floor space is filled with nice glasses, decorative tables and whiffy carved candles, preserves, jams and posh looking items with baubles and twinkly lights.

Round the side of one aisle Mum1 and Mum Friend excitedly found some rather expensive and posh looking aromatic substances used in copious amounts by ladies of a certain age donned with cardigans,baskets and/or called Kirsty Allsop.

Carefully placed near this heavenly pongy mixture were hung cashmere jumpers and "waterfall" soft garments of knitted joy.

Keenly lurching forth, with her wheeled-chariot in full festive keen 3rd speed, Mum1 headed for the bottles labelled "sample"

In her trembled excitement read half the label (inc rrp of £18.95- clearly liquid platinum in there somewhere) which read "moistur..."

Further excitement as Mum Friend realised there were 2 identical ones so we could both try at once.

SQUIRT went the glorious liquid platinum gloop

WHAM the delicious aroma hit the Mum1 hooter

TWITCH went Mum1s occular equipment as it seemed rather stronger than expected

RISE went Mum Friend occular trimmed hair framing zone.

EEEEK the Mums mouthed as we looked down at our hands to discover we had indeed tested posh variety OF LIQUID SOAP

hands now too slippy to hold our Kirsty Allsop Baskets or indeed use the Joy Stick on the automated Wheeledchariot Mum1 had a sudden flash of erm, oh dear, ummmm

put it this way Confession sharers- the following comments were heard from behind the aisle....

"Oooh what LOVELY cardigans let me just FEEL one"

"OOoooh YES! Lovely feeling jumpers too Mum1"

"My what nice scarves...."

Mums made hasty retreat to hear emporium staff mentionning how pleasing the woolies area smelled....

Mums laughed till they cried in the cafe...

So if you spotted 2 middle aged rather amused ladies cackling about not wearing new cashmere jumpers in the rain or you could be overwhelmed with Cath Kidson suds at the bus stop you will have infiltrated Mu related pow wow.

Dad1 says he may not allow Mum1 on a pass with Mum friend again....

I think mum1 might get told off by aunty jean, especially if it was Haskins!!!

But a day to remember... so mum1 and dad1 can tell Bernice all about it when she's older!!

Further confessions of Mum1

Mum1 has purchased items of glorious chocolate for members of the Mum1 household.

These items are round and have a sparkly orangey wrapper and are gorgeous balls of chocolately festiveness....
They were 3 for 2 at the local font of all said goodies AKA Tesco.

Mum1 rather likes said golden balls....

Mum1 has had a couple of bits... and wrapped them back up and popped them into their boxes...

(Mum1 has had her cumuppance though as her hands now hurt from all the stuffing back into the diddy stupid plastic bit of the box)