My lot have just got back from the beach and they were carrying chips, pies an' stuff. I now feel stuffed and all my good intentions have gone out of the window in an orgy of steak and kidney pud, chips and mushy peas (and extra chips)
Sometimes I wonder if she is trying to kill me with food ~ no matter how many times I tell her I am trying to shed weight she does this to me.
Back to the lettuce leaves tomorrow