Oh, Waffles, how cool! Will you be picking up Italian hunks on it? Save me one? An older one, with twinkly eyes, like the head waiter at La Piazza...*
Hmm, my diet to day has been awful. Toast and tea for breakfast, ok, then went to work for the first aid course, and some leftover nibbles from the meeting there last night. Leftover sandwiches and more nibbles for lunch, and a small shandy at mid afternoon. Then after work, on my way home after an extra mile or two, I encountered my colleagues on the bike path, who'd talked me into going to the pub. Two halves, a bag of pork scratchings, and a mars bar later, I came home, and had a fish finger sandwich, a handful of minstrels, and a piece of cheese.
Now feeling ever so slightly dodgy in the midriff...
And I've got to be up for 7am tomorrow to get to Fangfoss. My friend emailed on Friday to say, she'd only found out on Tuesday, but the craft fair starts at 9... I really need to allow 90 mins at least to do the 13 miles.
*I once went there twice in a week, with different chaps, and that waiter twinkled at me all evening.
Came home and I've made a spicy chicken dinner as I coated the chicken in some flavoursome Ras el hanout spice mix, and had it with veggies on a couscous base. Filling and yummy. I am replete.
