I've won!

...or have I?

Well in fact, I don't think I have. How could I win something and then be asked for my credit card or debit card details?

This is what happened. I entered a competition. I enter so many I can't even remember where I saw it. All I know is the man on the other end of the phone very excitedly told me that I was a winner and my wonderful prize was a pampering session for the day which ends with a free photo-shoot.

I love being a winner, so I was very happy and almost as excited as the man on the phone giving me the good news. He explained that I could have a date of my choosing up until July 2010 and I could invite a guest but the guest had to pay for all the things I was getting for free. Already, I couldn't imagine inviting my sister Sheba, saying to her you can come along but I pay for nothing and you pay for EVERYTHING!

Anyway, the man still had excitement in his voice when he told me to arrive in the morning without products in my hair and no make up. I would then be given a full makeover, a hair re-style and some clothes. I said to him that I didn't want anyone touching my hair, not even to brush it. My hair belongs to my hairdresser Pauline and no one else is allowed to come within two inches of it. I think he thought I was joking because there was silence on the other end of the phone and then a little false laugh. He then continued to say in order to secure the date, I had to pay a £100 deposit.

Say what? One hundred of my pounds. Oh hell no! Not this this girl. I said to him but I thought I won. He said yes, but in order to secure the date we have to collect a deposit. I said to him "no, not on this occasion you don't" and hung up the phone.

I wasn't born yesterday, nor the day before!