To sexagenarianism and beyond
When I crossed the 60 age-barrier… I got a tattoo and died my hair purple. I thought I was very avant garde. I was determined not to age gracefully, I was going to be as Jenny Joseph planned to be (apart from the bit about the butter):
The Dreaded Diet
I’m back to Weight Watching. I said I wouldn’t post here again about my love hate (addictive) relationship with food but I have been eating ready meals, as a quick way of measuring Weight Watchers points. There is a huge variety of these on the market so I have begun to review the ones I eat. […]