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:: Steeling Sheep – Shut Eye :: Dutch Uncles – Fester :: Cashier No. 9 – Lost at Sea ::
Recently, I was lucky enough to step through my front door and stumble across a wrapped, shiny brand new edition of Grazia magazine. Perhaps lucky was the wrong word choice, considering I nearly knocked my front two teeth out. A magazine subscription? Check. For ME? Check.

It sometimes sucks to do the right thing. Even though Grazia is not my magazine of choice, it’s quite nice to come home to a glossy magazine and a hot bath. Ah the simple things in life! However, within ten minutes, there was an answering machine message awaiting me. I had won a competition! Little old me! Who’d have thought?
Ages ago, in the summer holidays, I’d bought a stick of Dove deodorant, filled in a competition form, popped it in the post and subsequently, forgot all about it. For the price of a second class stamp (every penny counts, or about 20 of them in this instance) I am now the proud winner of a year’s worth of Grazia. Even my mum is pleased, as it means she’ll get my hand me downs.
Do you have a magazine subscription? If so, what are you subscribed too? Does it brighten your day too?
As always, much love,
Donna (EBay addict extraordinaire!)