missmyrtle's Blog

All fished out, yes that is right! Me being the fisher queen who could wolf down buckets of the stuff and now I stare through the glass counters and require the fish to turn tricks in order to thrill me or at least be presented on an elegant platter with a carved carrot lotus by an award winning Japanese chef. Moving on to poultry now, oh how i crave protein and luscious tender morsels of something er goatish. I couldn't eat a goat, no clue why but I feel goats are a bit sacred yet we shall see when the boredom sets in with other beasties.

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Bloomin' fine time for a whole three weeks!! Hardly any pain and I briefly revisited my waist and had a fond reunion in the mirror, in the bath, in shop windows, in the glass of strange people's sunglasses. Oh yes, it was a grand meeting of estranged body parts but alas...

A double gluteninization was a bit much and I was looking after a friend's house which meant dividing time between shoving her puppy's poo down the loo and swinging off the loo roll holder myself which is a whole lot less glamourous than chandelier swinging, take my word.

The glorious vomiting whilst driving was a challenge but thankfully there was not an officer in sight.

Nag Champa has always been the best incense ever and after so many years of happy hippy burning(not the hippies silly), I seem to have become allergic to it so whoa is moi and the house will have to smell doggish.

All in all I feel horrid yet hopeful and look forward to another rendevous with my waist very soon.

Toodlepip.