Get some Joyville In Your Life

Remember last week Joyville came to visit me? Well that special delivery put a pep in my step last week - and the whole families. Although I didn't let Tiny consume the Joyville shaped chocolate van in one sitting, she clutched those balloons by their ribbons and carried them backwards and forwards through the house all afternoon - before finally putting them next to her bed while she slept.

The next morning when I came out, Tiny was sitting on the sofa with her balloons next to her.

Anyway - you could be one of the six lucky people who could win their own idea of joy brought to life in Cadbury Dairy milk chocolate. Now I've been giving it some thought. What would I have made? A vintage frock? A giant lipstick? Tiny would probably opt for a bunch of balloons. The Doctor would go for LEGO. Matt would have a giant paintbrush. what would you choose?

Not only will they win their idea of joy reincarnated in (sigh) chocolate, BUT it will be delivered by Joyville workers, it will also be transported in the wacky Joymobile, complete with a playful moustache and purple and white candy stripes. Your very own Joyville delivery. Yeehaaa!

Head over to Joyville for your chance to win. And if you're not one of the lucky six, you could be one of the lucky 42,000 instant prizes.

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BEST DAY EVER: Joyville Came To Visit

What a treat to have two good men drop by my place straight from Cadbury Joyville. 

Yep. How could one be unhappy when these chipper fellas greet you with possibly the cutest little van in the world*, helium balloons, a friendly hello ---- and chocolate. Hello, chocolate. 

Pure joy. 

Crummy photos. Awesome chocolate.

*Definitely the cutest little van in the world. Without doubt.

Tiny and The Hidden Stash

What you are seeing here is Tiny's hidden stash of Easter eggs. Which I subsequently re-hid. Out of her bedroom. And a little bit into my mouth. Tiny, just like me, has very little self-control. The Doctor exercises restraint, he's still got most of his Easter eggs left. Tiny, on the other hand, has been working at her supply over the last two days, 'round the clock. It's chocolomania.

PottyLittlePinwheel of Fortune

Like I said the other day I've been eating Cherry Ripes.

A lot of Cherry Ripes.

However, it's not just this. When I wrote the other day about Cherry Ripes, it in turn inspired Little Pinwheel to eat Cherry Ripes and try her luck too.

And basically now what we have here is a downward spiral. We're both eating Cherry Ripes. And we're winning! Thank you Cadbury!

Just tonight I tottered up to the supermarket with my two Cherry Ripe and one lone Crunchie wrappers to swap them for new bars. NEW BARS! The woman who swapped them was a humourless wench, but that aside, I gotta golden ticket peeps!

This is where it gets REALLY interesting. The bars say 1 in 5 wins, well in my experience, I've not bought 5 bars - and by the sounds of things, Little Pinwheel is winning more than she's losing too (however we are gaining - both weight and FREE CHOCOLATE BARS!).

And now this is where we go really Willy Wonka on you.

Together we've renamed them Cheery Ripes. Because you really can't be sad when:

a) you're eating a Cheery Ripe

and

b) you win another after unravelling said chocolate bar

We've decided to start the PottyLittlePinwheel of Fortune. You take a spin on the PottyLittlePinwheel by buying a chocolate bar. If you win, you continue playing. It's that simple.

It's like Cheery Ripe Roulette. It's win-win. Soon we will open our very own casino that's run purely on chocolate. We'll have chocolate fountains, and meter-maids dressed in Cheery Ripe wrapper bikinis to top up your chocolate meters.

You like the sound of this, don't you? I know you do. You want in on our chocolate casino caper, right? RIGHT??

Won't you play along too? Spin the wheel? Report back? Share your luck. Little Pinwheel and I want to know what WINNAHS we've sporned.

ridiculously awesome image by Little Pinwheel

They Fell In My Mouth

It's bad news here but some Easter eggs accidentally fell in my mouth. Just don't tell the kids or they'll be walking around with their little mouths wide open.

That little hand seems to sweep in rapid-fire, makes the kill, and gets out of there pronto.

I Haven't Been Doing Anything

Alarm bells should ring for parents when they hear this. Ding! Ding! Ding! Bright lights flashing. I didn't need the verbal giveaway, I just looked up and saw The Doctor covered in a fine chocolate-y looking dust this afternoon. Smeared around his face. All over his t-shirt. The photos don't quite do him justice.

Yes. He hasn't been doing anything. Except getting into the Cadbury Drinking Chocolate.

Magical March: Day 7

Am I copping out here? Nope. Not one iota.

Magical for me. A frozen Mint Pattie. Remember these old favourites? If you don't, then you really need to accquaint yourself, like pronto!

Mint Pattie, meet my friend, dear reader. Dear reader, meet my other dear friend - Mint Pattie.

How do you do?