Now lost ten and a half pounds. (Only another two pounds to go and I shall weigh the same as I did this time last year.) I put on nearly a stone sitting on my backside writing ‘Sunlight on Broken Glass’.
Kevin – please STOP me pigging out in Wales. Remind me that it’s taken me five weeks of severe self-deprivation to lose the equivalent of ten and a half packets of slimy, greasy white lard.
The weight watchers leader had a dozen packets stacked up on the front table this week. It made me feel quick ill looking at them.
Mind you – my extremely tactful hubby has just reminded me that he can’t tell yet.