Saturday is weekly weigh-in day. This week
has not been especially different to any other week: I’ve not exercised any
more than usual, I’ve not starved or binged. But for some reason I lost four
pounds this week - it must be that I’m not very well at the moment.
With this four pounds shifted, I’ve now lost
a total of three stone since I started dieting back in August. I suppose the
on-going stress is probably the driving force behind the weight loss, and I
only hope that the weight stays off. But there’s no denying that I have not
been so thin for twenty years – my belt has now got to the stage that I need to
make a hole in it as I’ve run out of holes on it. But realistically I’m still
only half way along the weight loss journey.
We popped up to town for a bit of shopping
this morning. The town wasn’t too busy, but I did get a little wound up by the
people who seemed to be unable to walk in straight lines: so many people were
aimlessly and randomly blundering here, there and thither. And then just
stopping dead for no apparent reason.
There’s an art gallery which has opened up
where GZ computers used to be. Their paintings aren’t cheap. Badger Original Landscapes can seriously
undercut them.
I then slept in front of the telly for a
while until Steve & Sarah came round. They had some money for the astro
club, but it was good to catch up and chat for half an hour or so.
And then seeing how it’s Saturday night we
popped round to Chris’ house for the Saturday night film-a-thon. Tonight we had
a Harry Potter double bill – the last two films (Deathly Hallows Parts I and II). Much as I enjoyed them, they aren’t
“good” films in that if you haven’t
read the books you will have very little idea of what was going on. But it
passed an enjoyable five hours.
Meanwhile, having heard reports of vagrancy,
civil unrest and drinking sundry metal polishes for social reasons, the
authorities have come to see what all the fuss is about.
Harry Ramp has run off. Mind you he’s left his
Brasso, so I expect he’ll be back soon.
Meanwhile the officer of the law seems to
have a strange fixation with his handcuffs. It might be innocent - we shall
give him the benefit of the doubt (for the time being)…
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