I have no will power whatsoever. I asked family to not buy me Easter Eggs. They kindly obliged apart from grandsons, and you can't say anything to them can you?
But why, actually, did I have to buy one for myself? I have no idea of how my mind works sometimes.
And now I can't stop munching. Sigh!
Waitrose has stopped providing bags for loose veg.
Cat among the Pigeons? Not quite. (a light hearted post)
My daughter is lying about me and editing me out of her life.



