  Wow, what a weekend!! Well, Saturday to be exact. Diet didn't play a very big part on the day, but hey, nor did it in yours. I met up with Sabina on our trainstation at 9.30am. We took the train to London Bridge. Gossip, gossip on the train, as you do.
Went for a nice cappuccino at Hay's Gallery and the on to see David Blaine, who was in a box for 44 days eating nothing, just drinking water. On across Tower Bridge, onto a bus to Oxford Circus. A bit of shopping and then... da da daa... Lunch at Harrods! I was quite sensible and chose a salmon dish. Then, upstairs for a manicure.
That was lovely. Then, I don't know how, Sabina spoke me into having a pedicure. And trust me, I do not like me feet touched. Even if Olivia tickles me for a bit fun, I get cross. But Sabina said she'd pay for it, so what the heck. But we had to spend an hour before next available appointments.
But that wasn't difficult at all. We went to Harrods food court.. oh boy, was that a mistake or what?! Straight away we ended up in the chocolate, truffles, cakes and pastries section. I have to say, I was good... I did buy a box of chocolates, but they were all 'no added sugar' variety. Sabina's been on Atkins diet and lost over 50 lbs and that's something she's allowed to eat.
It was funny to see the warning: "Excessive consumption may have laxative effect. Not suitable for calorie controlled diet.". Hmmm,... Anyway, after my lovely (slightly ticklish) pedicure we headed for Leicester Square. We had the worst ever Italian dinner. I thought of not giving a shit about the diet and ordered a salami pizza.
What a disappointment. It was shite. I tasted worse that shop's own brand frozen pizza. Horrible. What a waste of points! To make ourselves feel better we went to this French coffee house and had a lovely cup of coffee and cake.
I did have fruit with mine, but surely all that went with the strawberries sort of counterbalanced the goodness of them. We were good and had no sweets nor nothing else, not even on the interval of the musical Mamma Mia. So maybe the day wasn't as bad as I think it was... Sunday wasn't much better. Livi was horrid to me all day and the sweets on the hallway got a digging in. I had couple of Dumle lollies and couple of Liquiroise sticks. Pub lunch didn't probably help, but I did give most of my rice to Richard out of my Chilli Con Carne portion.
Feeling rubbish today. 
