Well, spring has finally sprung and it looks like next week is going to be another nice one. The one thing that I love about the change in the weather is the predictability of the Englishman. As I mentioned on Facebook early this week I saw the lesser spotted ‘man nipple’ otherwise to be now known as the ‘mipple’. What I find amusing is that it cannot have been more than about 16 degrees outside. Not only did I see mipples, but also a pair of emaciated chests and a colouring that would make a baby look like it had a sun tan. I can only but revel in the prospect of what lovely sights we will be fortunate to see over the coming weeks.
As the male is predicable, so is the female. Thanks to Primarni, all my children now have their summer wardrobes’ sorted. (I didn’t think that it was possible to spend more than £50 in one go at Primark!?!) My head now focuses on my body and the fact that despite all my threats, there is still too much of it. I have to stop living each day as if it is my last non-diet day otherwise I will be completely and utterly doomed. So, this is unreservedly it.
My last of last non-diet day. xxx
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