Edinburgh rapidly approaches and the list of things to do gets ever longer. Still, I'm feeling really up beat about the trials to come. I am going to have to look after myself and, to a lesser extent, my partner-in-crime. We're going to have to prepare for tough times as well as good times, but we'll be in Edinburgh doing all we're due to do in only a few short days. Yikes!
A trip to the doctor's
A routine check-up today and the doctor decided to offer me a special drug that you can use to lose weight. It stops the body absorbing fat. It sounds like a good idea. You can eat any fatty food you want and you can't absorb the fat. There's a problem, though. If you do eat food with fat, your body has to dispose of that fat somehow. The best-case scenario is "fatty stools" - which sound grim enough. The worst-case scenario is "seepage". Your bumhole leaks fat. As the doctor pointed out, you soon learn which foods are high in fat and bad for you... and you have a very good reason to eat sensibly. At the end of the day, when the skid marks become slurry, it's a good deterrent. I'll skip the chips without the pills, thanks.