Demented Dieter

Winter has come to Perth. The ever-so-blue sky has turned grey and cloudy. The temperature has dropped to a chilly 13 degrees. Jim has caught a cold and retired to bed with a hot whiskey toddy. It's perfect weather for comfort eating and to make it worse we've been watching Season 3 of The Royle Family again. I declare it impossible to get through even two episodes without a white sliced, bacon and brown sauce buttie washed down by a mug of tea and followed by a Penguin or Wagon Wheel. I may have to make do with a Tim Tam but you get the general idea. I may even have to take up smoking.

Current weight: Dunno. It's too cold to take my dressing gown off to stand on the scales.

Labels: Royle Family; bacon butties;