Phew.. I got the finger wagging trick when she saw what I said last night.. she's back to 136lbs aka 9stone 10lbs. So she's cutting out certain foods and upping the ones she loves.
She's having to stay at home, the Environmental Health Dept are sending her a hard copy of her file but they couldn't give a time.. before 1pm was all they could say. So the contents of her dry store cupboard are being checked over and a lot is going out of the door and being given away.
"ByeBye CousCous and Pasta" we love you but you sure do horrid things to her digestive tract. It has been a long process, this process of elimination and finding out what her gut like and what it doesn't.
You stop eating whatever you're suspicious of, wait a while, reintroduce them and wait to see what happens. She did it with potatoes and got away with a couple and then a few more but the next day.. ZAP KAPOW! Evil Arthur Arthritis roared back into her right hand finger joints!
And Sweet Potatoes 'blow' her up! She had some on Sunday morning in that delicious homemade Rosti but within a few hours, her tumtum was bloated, she was 'windy', to put it politely and 2lbs heavier. So it's "BYEBYE TATTIES" and, of course, this includes her most favourite, the unusual looking Pink Firs and those perfect girls with which to make salads.. aka Charlottes.. Sigh.
A little later..
Never mind.. oh boy, did she get lucky today! As the letter had not arrived by 1.00pm, she reread the email from Environmental Health and realised that the letter only went out today via Registered Post. So she got dressed and it was whilst she was doing this that she heard a curious noise, being nosy, she opened the front door to be met by a solid wall of water!
Good grief! Talk of torrential rain! She called Leigh, who lives near to the allotments and she duly reported that, no, it wasn't raining there but that the sky looked very hard. It stopped here.. for a while but then CRASH BANG WALLOP! An almighty storm broke over our heads and down came the rain again.
South London has been badly hit with houses and telephones poles hit by lightening and flash floods. Outside the train station at Wallington, people had to be rescued from their cars as the water came whooshing down so quickly, with over six and a half feet of water falling within an hour!
BLIMEY O'REILLY!
If she had read the email correctly the first time, she would have been miles from home on the hunt for her beloved Turkish tea up in North East London. So she stayed home, there's always something to do if you have to stay home, for yes, it really was raining that hard. A load of washing went on, with clothes that she is giving away.
At this rate her wardrobe will be down to clothes that she had in the mid 90's through to about 2008. That's ok, but even those skirts and trousers are a bit too loose in the waist and hip. She will settle at her weight and then spend a bit of money having them professionally taken in.
No sign of our new neighbour upstairs but she and her family sure are noisy! They allow the big front door of the main house to slam shut and it's a LOUD slam! God help them if they do it when the owner of Flat 1 is here, which is right by the front door, she'll be out of her front door in a flash!
Nothing extremely dramatic or exciting to report.. life is tranquil.. there are some recipes that she'll share with you soon. She's just a bit wary of reading her cookery books at the moment, her eyes get drawn to things that she's a tad sensitive about..
Hey Ho.. perhaps she'll put me on the scales as well? Except that I broke our Parrot friendly scales which I beaked them off the top of chilly white larder. The new ones she has bought are not the same style and I don't like standing on metal plates. I guess I weigh about 400g, that's a little light for me but as I don't have my full compliment of clothes on, I'm bound to be a bit under weight.
She, in the meantime, does not have this excuse, weigh-in is done wearing as few clothes as decently possible. A lot can happen in a week.. we'll all be watching this space next Monday, that's for sure.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 7th, 2016.
She's having to stay at home, the Environmental Health Dept are sending her a hard copy of her file but they couldn't give a time.. before 1pm was all they could say. So the contents of her dry store cupboard are being checked over and a lot is going out of the door and being given away.
"ByeBye CousCous and Pasta" we love you but you sure do horrid things to her digestive tract. It has been a long process, this process of elimination and finding out what her gut like and what it doesn't.
You stop eating whatever you're suspicious of, wait a while, reintroduce them and wait to see what happens. She did it with potatoes and got away with a couple and then a few more but the next day.. ZAP KAPOW! Evil Arthur Arthritis roared back into her right hand finger joints!
And Sweet Potatoes 'blow' her up! She had some on Sunday morning in that delicious homemade Rosti but within a few hours, her tumtum was bloated, she was 'windy', to put it politely and 2lbs heavier. So it's "BYEBYE TATTIES" and, of course, this includes her most favourite, the unusual looking Pink Firs and those perfect girls with which to make salads.. aka Charlottes.. Sigh.
A little later..
Never mind.. oh boy, did she get lucky today! As the letter had not arrived by 1.00pm, she reread the email from Environmental Health and realised that the letter only went out today via Registered Post. So she got dressed and it was whilst she was doing this that she heard a curious noise, being nosy, she opened the front door to be met by a solid wall of water!
Good grief! Talk of torrential rain! She called Leigh, who lives near to the allotments and she duly reported that, no, it wasn't raining there but that the sky looked very hard. It stopped here.. for a while but then CRASH BANG WALLOP! An almighty storm broke over our heads and down came the rain again.
South London has been badly hit with houses and telephones poles hit by lightening and flash floods. Outside the train station at Wallington, people had to be rescued from their cars as the water came whooshing down so quickly, with over six and a half feet of water falling within an hour!
BLIMEY O'REILLY!
If she had read the email correctly the first time, she would have been miles from home on the hunt for her beloved Turkish tea up in North East London. So she stayed home, there's always something to do if you have to stay home, for yes, it really was raining that hard. A load of washing went on, with clothes that she is giving away.
At this rate her wardrobe will be down to clothes that she had in the mid 90's through to about 2008. That's ok, but even those skirts and trousers are a bit too loose in the waist and hip. She will settle at her weight and then spend a bit of money having them professionally taken in.
No sign of our new neighbour upstairs but she and her family sure are noisy! They allow the big front door of the main house to slam shut and it's a LOUD slam! God help them if they do it when the owner of Flat 1 is here, which is right by the front door, she'll be out of her front door in a flash!
Nothing extremely dramatic or exciting to report.. life is tranquil.. there are some recipes that she'll share with you soon. She's just a bit wary of reading her cookery books at the moment, her eyes get drawn to things that she's a tad sensitive about..
Hey Ho.. perhaps she'll put me on the scales as well? Except that I broke our Parrot friendly scales which I beaked them off the top of chilly white larder. The new ones she has bought are not the same style and I don't like standing on metal plates. I guess I weigh about 400g, that's a little light for me but as I don't have my full compliment of clothes on, I'm bound to be a bit under weight.
She, in the meantime, does not have this excuse, weigh-in is done wearing as few clothes as decently possible. A lot can happen in a week.. we'll all be watching this space next Monday, that's for sure.
GeeGee Parrot.
June 7th, 2016.
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