Not what you were expecting?
So here we are, a week on. I’ve tried to get to grips with the vagaries of red and green, I have Syn’d and, lets face it, I have fallen off the wagon.
For, as Mr Wilde said, I’m good at resisting stuff (exercise, a BigMac) but faced with the temptation of a glass, or two, of good fizz, the courgette cake and some artisanal cheese, then temptation is my biggest weakness.
So I shall be starting this week a whole kilo heavier than I started last week. One weak moment. I have only myself to blame. Me and the other cooks around the table! But one night! How disappointing that all the good work went out in one blaze of over-consumption. Even worse that I thought I’d not been that greedy! Never mind, there’s a good food festival to go to today. Shall I be red or green I wonder? Or just healthily conscious?
Well, it rather depends on the temptation!
A whole kilo in a week? What did you eat, a whole Reggiano?!
I think if they could scrape it off me they would find it was half white wine, half courgette cake!