A sneaky sandwich confession
| 14:02 UK time, Tuesday, 20 May 2008
Right. It's now Tuesday and the first opportunity I have had to put anything down on paper about last week. I have just made flapjacks for the crew for tomorrow night and my hands are sticky but I don't have much time so it's now or never.
Last week was a mixed bag. I enjoyed being away at first - always like hotels and apart from anything else it was a chance to have a quick visit with my family, either side of filming.
Tuesday was boring - looking through undergrowth for bugs is not the way to convert me to a love of wildlife. Had a nice chat with Iolo (who I think I may call Yellow from now on, much easier) about what I would prefer to be doing. He rattled on a bit about living in the moment, instead of looking to books for an escapist way of spending your time. I'm afraid that he is wasting his time if he thinks he is going to put me off reading.
Anyway, Wed was good - enjoyed the snorkelling, if not putting on the wetsuit. I don't know why they are not a bit more sensitive - like they know full well I am on a diet, having been nearly eight stone (I'll say it again - eight stone) overweight and yet they keep getting me to do things that will make me self-conscious. As for wanting to film me getting into the thing, well they had two hopes and one of them was Bob.
I don't really want to go into Thursday - snake day. Enough to say here that I was tired, cold, upset, STARVING and having not had a drink for 12 weeks, pretty keen on the idea of a stiff gin and some comfort food (STRICTLY against the diet). Having had Lello wave an egg mayonnaise sandwich under my nose that very lunchtime, I did indeed succumb to one of those but I left the gin alone, something I was really glad about the next day.
I confessed to my diet counsellor on Sat about the sandwich but she didn't seem too fussed. As I had lost 5lbs anyway, it was cool.
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