Bother. Buggrit. Millennium hand and shrimp, even. This whole weight loss thing seems to have gone a wee bit more wrong than usual. So, here’s what I’m going to do. I’m not going to be too bothered for the next few days, for a variety of reasons, but as from next week, I’ll try once again to apply a little self-discipline. More walking. Less lunch. That kind of thing. Oh, and not so much wine, either.
 One for the Pratchett fans there