This is getting depressing. I'm on Day 4 of The Diet now and I've had 4 fails.
On the plus side I haven't given up, eaten ice cream, or said, 'Blow it, let's go out for a meal.' And I just picked up and instantly put down a bar of chocolate.
In other news I very much want to vote for Labour and Jeremy Corbyn but ...
I say that because we discussed the upcoming general election in women's bible study group in Zac's today. We also looked at Caiaphas, a Sadducee high priest, who would have been a Tory were he alive now. And we pondered how John, the gospel writer, would have known what was said in a private meeting between the chief priests and the pharisees. The general consensus put it down to gossip.
Why does it feel like Friday today?