Well, I hope you are all out there on the tread-mills or looking to take another exercise class, and promising to eat just watered-down soup for the next fortnight! What is it about family get-togethers or festivals that brings out the little green monster of gluttony? I know it visited us here. Triple-layed chocolate cake as a centre piece, chocolate survival parcels from the UK, plus the inevitable multiple chocolate eggs and chickens for the children and of course us. That doesn’t include the family meals taken together, and the traditional film on the Sunday and then the bank holiday Monday. Lazy days in the sunshine where the 8am exercise schedule gets chucked far out the window.
Even the dog has given up. Can you blame her?
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