Friday, February 24, 2012

The road to hell ...

is paved with so many of my good intentions it should be renamed Liz Street.

You see, I really meant to have a slimasoup and yogurt for lunch. Even though I was going to Sam's farewell meal at the White Rose I fully intended to call in, have a diet coke and leave promptly. It wasn't my fault they were looking at the menu when I arrived, or that Chris pointed out the £3 special.

Still the tuna melt and chips were very nice  ... and I didn't have cake afterwards.

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