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Thank you

To everyone that posted their good wishes, both on here and through Facebook (I forgot my blog fed through there). It means alot, thank you.

Ooooh, foundation I actually like!

Once upon a time I *liked* wearing make-up.  When I became pregnant with Nin my skin became sensitive to all sorts of things that hadn't been a problem before and I found that make-up (and all sorts of other cosmetics and toiletries) brought me out in itchy rashes. I rather gave up after a while and just didn't bother, but I *did* miss it at times. I'm on a few forums online and have read various discussions on cosmetics, but was always worried about buying a whole tube of something to see if it didn't bring me out in a rash (because everything from 2003 up until this point has, not including a couple of moisturisers which I like)  Nicola from Organ-nics kindly offered to send me a few samples and through her I've found Sante, who make a fabulous foundation that my skin can actually tolerate!  It's quite a thick, creamy fluid, which is a huge plus for me.  The coverage is smooth and I just love it!  It's certified by the BDIH as a Natural Cosmetic and doesn't contain any Nano refined ingredients, Sodium Laureth Sulphate, Synthetic Preservatives, fragrances or colours, Petroleum based oils or GM and Irridiated ingredients. Nicola has been so helpful, I really recommend Organ-nics for a really helpful, friendly service (and I've added them to Shops I Love on the left margin).

I found a small person...

... wandering in the street. I was having a bit of a rest earlier and heard a small child screaming outside. I assumed that they were having a tantrum and that a relevant adult was dealing. The screaming continued, so I looked out and saw a little girl standing across the road screaming and screaming. I looked up and down the street and couldn't see anything, so I went out. I crossed over to her and asked her where her mum was, but she was only around 2 years old and clearly couldn't talk particularly clearly. I asked her where her house was and couldn't understand what she said, so I took her hand and walked down the street with her (in my socks). We got to the corner with another street where a load of children were playing - and as children generally know other children (even littlies, as they'll know the tiny brothers and sisters who don't go out) I asked them if they knew who she was. There was a fair few of them out and none of them recognised her, which I thought was a little strange. At which point she pulled a mobile phone (!) out of her pocket. Sooooooo, I had a look in that and tried one of the numbers but there was insufficient credit, so I took her hand again and walked back to my house to use my phone to try a number, now with an entourage of local children. As we were going into the house a young man, maybe early 20s, possibly late teens, ran up and claimed that she was his girlfriend's daughter. Trying to keep as calm as I could I commented that she really shouldn't be wandering the streets. He replied that his cousin had let her out of the garden. I said that perhaps they should keep an eye on said cousing, at which point he told me that she was 25. ?!!!!!! I took a deep breath and said that such a small child should not be wandering the streets and that perhaps the cousin wasn't the best person to leave her with and that they were incredibly lucky that I'd taken the time to go out to her (as plenty of other people must have been curtain-twitching) as she had been wandering around next to a road - and did he know she had a mobile phone? To which point he tutted and said she must have nicked it. :( Sadly this isn't an isolated occurence - it's not the first time I've come across similar incidences and is one of the reasons I found detached youth work so depressing on occasion :(