Hello good people.
Yesterday, I stood on the scales (a feat in its own right) to discover that I’d lost a stone since the middle of July. BUT, I have watched every round of the Great British Bake Off. It is fair to say that I have been caught between the rock and the hard place. I know for certain that my wife will continue to improve her already substantial baking skills, filling the house with wonderful tempting aromas, whilst I relish the delights of an apple lunch.
Fortunately my wife’s family are very enthusiastic consumers of her culinary delights and therefore spare me any falls from grace. The diet will continue. I will also continue to be the maker of pastry and scones. I will make, but rarely eat.