Go on, one more after eight.My stomach has said.I am fed up of you eating chocolate all week.So now you suffer.My own fault.I will not learn.
Go on, one more after eight.My stomach has said.I am fed up of you eating chocolate all week.So now you suffer.My own fault.I will not learn.
OK, perhaps that is too much.I have been eating too much chocolate: a box of Lindt "Luxury" chocs, box of Thornton's assorted dark choc mints, and two small boxes of Lindt truffles.
At Brasserie Blanc with most of family (eldest daughter absent).My chef is absent tonight hence the larder soup.
OK, perhaps that is too much.
I Am Ill.
Not a tickly cough. Not man flu. Proper sick. Uncontrollable shivers, fever, voice of Vader, hacking up lumps all through the night and day.
Nice try Sister, but I'll just have the soup, please.
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Gimme Sister!I Am Ill.
Not a tickly cough. Not man flu. Proper sick. Uncontrollable shivers, fever, voice of Vader, hacking up lumps all through the night and day.
Nice try Sister, but I'll just have the soup, please.
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Go on, one more after eight.
I have been eating too much chocolate: a box of Lindt "Luxury" chocs, box of Thornton's assorted dark choc mints, and two small boxes of Lindt truffles.
Yes, it is, but that is over ten days. I opened one box on the Saturday before Christmas. Fortunately they were small boxes, everyone seems to think I like chocolate, they were presents, I did not buy them.
My stomach has said.I am fed up of you eating chocolate all week.So now you suffer.My own fault.I will not learn.
You'll not be the only one around here with a 'legless' tale of woe this Christmas.Something tells me I need to restart my diet and lose weight...
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