Sod the diet! It's three days away from weigh in so I reckon that I can get away with it! I popped into the Co-op for eggs and a rather wonderful loaf of their mature cheddar and jalapeno bread to go with some homemade soup. How I managed to end up in the sweetie section I don't know. Whilst there I came over all of a quiver with excitement. No, I hadn't spotted one of those new, lurid pink, ruby chocolate Kitkats that are coming our way. How different from the '70s Pink Panther bars are they going to be?
What whetted my appetite and supplemented my salad-y lunch was a Butterfinger. Yay! I got a taste for these when walking the Appalachian trail twenty years ago. They're unlike any confectionery bar that's hitherto been available in the UK. Of course there's chocolate. That goes without saying but inside there are shards of peanut buttery sugary stuff. I'm sure it pretty darn healthy. Not! But never mind that. With nostalgic gusto I wolfed the lot.
So maybe it was guilt that caused me to stroll out yesterday evening. Burn baby burn those calories! Actually it wasn't anything of the sort. It was just too gorgeous to stay indoors. So I headed out and walked the Breakwater. When you live somewhere quite this beautiful these longer spring evenings are too good to waste.