My giddy aunt. I have put on five (V, five) pounds over Christmas. It's not even as if we had loads of big meals - must be mainly down to sloth and booze. Five pounds doesn't seem much, but tips me from 'normal' BMI to 'fat heifer', and few of my clothes fit, let alone the Trousers of Truth.
So, a joyous month of little booze, the S diet and lots of bracing walking in the rain. Plus the odd Davina DVD. Plus facial exercises for the flapping jowls.
Bought some bargainacious yet no doubt ineffective facial unguents yesterday at TK MAxx - both by Freeze. One is a neck cream (£7 reduced from about £40), and some kind of primer, similarly reduced.
Re aged Ps, I fear Something needs to be done with mine. But might need to 'sneak' it in. They have a cleaner, but she's fairly ineffective, and anyway I don't know her number. My mum might need a knee op soon, and so dad will need looking after. This could be the time to introduce a carer-type, who will just never leave...