Following on from my last post, I have the three witches worried.
They almost had a panic attack yesterday, when I went on the treadmill, then other things, then back on the treadmill again. It’s amazing how much you have to go to get to burning off 50 calories. So I broke the record of over 200 calories yesterday, and did lots of other things as well. So, the three witches of fatty land are shaking in their boots. Or shaking themselves into nothingness.
Added to that, I had a biscuit, cake and crisp free day yesterday. Here’s the foods that fill you up, and then you don’t even think of eating any witchy delights.
Porridge for breakfast, topped with fresh fruit salad. Toast if you want it. (Of course you do)
Lunch, rice and chicken curry. Lots of celery, red/green peppers spring onion, and onion in the curry.
Teatime. Cheese sandwich with Branston pickle. (silly spellchecker wanted me to call it brainstorm pickle:)
Supper…. Fresh fruit salad, topped with alpro yoghurt.
I started having the alpro products when I realised that cow’s milk gave me ulcers. I’m allergic to it. The alpro is also good for replacing the female hormones if you’re in that age group. Better than hrt.
So the merry witches are on the way out. Will let you know. I think they’ll put up a fight, but so will I hee hee heee, hubble bubble, toil and trouble, witches, while I’m writing, I’m burning you away, so… be gone.
I’ve got an advert in the local shop window. I’m the new dog, walking, grass-cutting, house-working gardener, for anybody who needs my services. Since I added my details to gumtree, had a weird phone call, there’s always one isn’t there? A man who says he’s looking for a housekeeper. Who are you? What’s your background? How old are you? Creeepy creep, think I’ll send the witches out to sort him out. I told him I don’t iron. Well, lets face it, I don’t iron for myself, so I couldn’t do anyone else’s. He asked do you cook? Turns out he lives in a one bedroom apartment, there aren’t any of those in our village. Also, why would you need a housekeeper in on of those… I’m only going to reply to anyone I know, to be on the safe side. In the meantime, still job-hunting. So, headhunters, I’m waiting. Gives me time to get on with the novel as well. In my ideal world, a six figure advance will be popping in to my in-box soon.
Did you see that amazon documentary the other night. It’s here… Near to the end, there’s a retired policeman, who’s bought a house with the proceeds of his e.book sales
Here’s a fairy to bring some magic. Look out for Pat Posner’s People’s Friend interview at the weekend.