Friday, 6 March 2015

Strictly sugar

Oh dear how will I look my best for next week's visit by Andrew and R? (That's not Andrew R as in 'Elizabeth R' but Andrew and his partner R.) I've just experienced the sugar binge from hell.

An entire packet of party mix on Tuesday.

Another entire packet of party mix on Wednesday.

An entire block of Rum n Raisin chocolate on Thursday.

I am a wicked, wicked man.


  1. Dearest Victor, my work journey home took an hour instead of the usual twenty minutes. Fucking Grand Prix. Thankfully I am now on holidays and I am seeking refuge in something stronger than chocolate and sweetness. We shall admire each other's girths and studiously examine your hand brake upon our meeting. I am about to print in plain text your post about you ill treatment by police when you were but a lad, for R to read.

  2. A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips :)