Friday, 19 March 2010

Sweet treats

Biona Fruit lollies - sweets with a conscience so you don’t have to worry about yours! Available from the ethicalsuperstore.com or Waitrose.
Posted by westendmum at 11:30
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Metropolitan Mum said...

When it comes to sweets, my conscious is having a day off, I am afraid.

19 March 2010 at 14:43

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