Oh heavens, I'm going to have to go back to watching what I eat. I got on the scales today for the first time in ages (I used to weigh cats by getting on with one, then without and working out the difference, but with Digby I just plonk him on by himself) and I am a stone over what I was last time I weighed.
I knew it was going up, had to buy new trousers for my last interview and noticed the tops of my legs meeting when wearing a bath robe (doesn't sound right, but hopefully you will know what I mean).
I find it easier when I'm working, this enforced period at home is doing me no good.
Slimming World worked for me in the past, but not sure how I would work it now.
Being moved along by someone who "wants your place".
Is there anyone who still thinks that Israel's actions in Gaza are justifiable?
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