yesterday evening I abandoned all plans of a cooked meal and had a KFC.

probably not the best choice, but it was so yummy!. I had 8 peaces of chicken and fries (and a full fat coke), and though it was probably bad choice, it did fill me up- and the rest of the evening wasn't too bad, I settled back on my chair, watched women on the verge (or tried too, having focus issues), drank a bit more coke but didn't eat anything else

today though it's back to the drawing board

had my marmite on toast and shedloads (I'm talking shedloads) of jelly babies

it's not even 10 A.M