Well, not quite all. But one lucky reader certainly takes the biscuit this morning... or rather, the breakfast cereal. £25 worth of the stuff, to be precise.
You see, some time ago I ran a competition to win not one but EIGHT boxes of breakfast cereal. Charlie and I duly picked a winner in time-honoured fashion. (I write the names on a scrap of paper, he's supposed to take one out of the hat but ends up taking them all out, one-by-one, so I choose the one name that he missed, the one looking all forlorn at the bottom of the hat.) And that name belonged to... NotSupermum. Yes. Well done, NotSupermum. So far, so good.
But we hit a problem. You see, the PR who kindly donated the prize left the company between offering the bran flakes and me picking out a winner. Since then, radio-silence seems to have been maintained. Emails have been sent; emails have bounced back. To be honest, I'd forgotten all about it. Until yesterday, when this chap's replacement got in touch to ask me for the winner's name. So all is well once again. And NotSupermum has got a lot of breakfast cereal coming her way. (They'll be in touch, NSM.)
More recently I ran another competition. (I'm good at this!) This time the prize was a pair of tickets to The Baby Show later this month. The lucky winners this time are...
Baby Buggy Boat
Emma and 3
Well done! To claim the tickets send your details to firstname.lastname@example.org and she'll do this rest.
Finally, if you're starting to feel as though Lady Luck might have deserted you, don't despair. Because for the price of just one comment on this post, saying (almost) anything at all, I can offer one of you a copy of this when it comes out on May 26th...
As the blurb says, Bear Grylls is a man who has always sought the ultimate in adventure. Growing up on the Isle of Wight, he was taught by his father to sail and climb at an early age. Inevitably, it wasn’t long before Bear was leading out-of-bounds night-climbing missions at school.
Apparently, Mr Grylls was recently voted the most admired man in Britain. And there's a lot to admire, from service in the SAS to being one of the youngest climbers ever to conquer Everest. I'm certainly not going to argue with him. Although I would like to know if that's his real name. For now, though, I'll leave you with this tempting tag-line:
Gripping, moving and wildly exhilarating, in Mud, Sweat and Tears, Bear tells his remarkable story for the first time.
And if you'd like to read it without forking out the £18.99 that the book is going to cost, leave a comment in the space below. Go on. I dare you!