Yesterday morning, then, saw me heading up to London on the train, in my beautiful Boden cocktail dress, for the Tesco Mum of the Year awards. I felt like one of those girls that had stayed out all night and was doing the ‘walk of shame’ home on a Sunday morning. I tweeted as much. Little did I know that all tweets with the hashtag #TescoMumoftheYear would later appear up on the mahoosive screen at the awards ceremony. Oopsy.
I can split my day into three categories. The laughs, the sobs and the cringes. Here they are:
1. Me smiling at Heidi Range from the Sugababes thinking I knew her from somewhere. And then going up and telling her this too. I think she thought I was a bit mental. She later caught me out when I was trying to take her picture. Twice.
2. Cackling with my lovely mates Tara, Laura, Ellie, Jacqui and Liz when we realised half of us didn’t know who Amy Childs was (I have honestly never seen TOWIE). We also failed to spot Pixie Lott AND Michelle Heaton from Liberty X.
3. Having a nice chat with the abovementioned Michelle Heaton about wearing two pairs of Spanx (seriously, the girl is TINY and has just had a baby) – what a lovely lady though.
4. Poor Lee from Blue being accosted by a rampaging gang of parent bloggers. He’s got that wild eyed, desperate look of a man who is cornered:
1. Watching lovely ‘Achieving Mum of the Year’ Helen Wynne with her adorable son, Dyfan. Oblivious to the charms of Amy Childs and Heidi Range who were presenting his Mum with the award, he treated us all to a bit of Zumba. What a star:
2. Hearing the story of how Sharon Mills, the Campaigning Mum of the Year, coped after losing her son, 5 year old Mason, to E. coli poisoning after eating a contaminated school dinner. Sharon is determined that no other Mum should feel the pain of losing their child in this way and campaigns tirelessly for better food safety standards. She had us all in tears and received a standing ovation. Pass the tissues.
3. Marvelling at the generosity and kindness of Compassionate Mum of the Year, Julie Jones, who took on her best friend Caroline’s SIX children after she died of a brain tumour. The children were all at the awards and were obviously so proud of their new family. Lovely to see. Also lovely was Julie’s ‘I don’t get what all the fuss is about’ attitude. ‘I did what any friend would do’, she said. Pass more tissues.
1. Walking down the red carpet REALLY feeling like we didn’t belong. None of the photographers bothered to take our picture. And who can blame them, frankly..
2. Watching as some of my tweets were relayed across the massive screen, including this one in reply to an enquiry about whether I actually WAS doing the walk of shame:
3. My phone, in a really quiet bit of the awards, suddenly blasting out, and everyone looking at me. I picked it up and rushed out of the room, scarlet faced. It turned out to be the Death Wish Dude wanting a lift home from the skate park.
4. Being not very good at stealthy celeb-stalking. I also got rumbled taking a picture of Pixie Lott’s fabulous mint silk shoes, and we all got caught gawping at Sinitta’s waist (it’s minute, and she looks about 25).
Massive thanks to Tesco Magazine for inviting us, and for putting on such a wonderful event. The music (from X Factor’s Mary Byrne, Estelle and the amazing Dionne Bromfield was top drawer, as was the food. And the free champagne.
For the exclusive highlights of the awards ceremony, check out Tesco Magazine’s website.