For once, my lack of resistance has nothing to do with food. Nope – I'm succumbing to a strange urge to post one of the wedding piccies on this blog. From left to right, Brenda (my mother-in-law), my sister Lisa, my Mark (the one with the big smile on his face), Lisa's Mark, me (with the humungous great bouquet mum insisted on getting for me – it weighs a ton, but it smells delicious) and my mum, Caroline.Oh – and some more good news. The scales this morning read 89.4 kilos. I'm pretty much back at last week's square one. Obviously yesterday's hike was either down to water retention or my subconscious trying to scare me back onto the diet.
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