It was my birthday earlier this month. I went ‘home’. Food issues came up because, although I hardly ate anything during the day (‘Only eat what people give you’ is my motto which is very handy because usually I live alone and the only other creature in my flat is Bella and, strange as it may seem, I am not too keen on decomposing mice or mashed-up spiders) but I went out for a meal every night.
I was in consumer heaven. I received an Estee Lauder gift box from my brother and his girlfriend, Louise. My parents gave me an IPod Video (Black, 30 gbs). Now I have been given what I said I’d never purchase myself. A guy in work takes great pleasure in making sheep noises whenever he passes be because I declared (about three years ago) that I would be reluctant to buy an IPod and I never broke my word. My IPod is a gift and it would be churlish to complain.
On Sunday, Mother and I paid a visit to Petet and Louise’s new home. They took us out for a meal. Louise has long blond hair and laughing eyes. She is a primary school teacher. I came away feeling like the eccenctic spinster cat lady.
Good news: Have lost weight without trying. My mother’s colleague, Chris, pointed it out. And she’s not one for lavishing praise on people. Hot meals speed up the metabolism, apparently.
A final point: Does this upset and disturb anyone else? Two perefectly ordinary men who just happened to have slightly differing pigmentation from others on the aeroplane and were ‘singled out for special treatment because of it’. I’ll deal with this in more detail tomorow…when I have stopped shaking my head in disbelief.