In case you’re wondering where I’ve been these last two weeks, wonder no more. I’ve just returned from my summer hols in Bulgaria. Or in my case, bulge-area – I stepped on the scales this weekend and after they’d stopped laughing and wiping the tears from their dial, they said “Weight gain, four pounds”. I did try to point out that two weeks of lying around, drinking beer and eating crisps does not a Charles Atlas make, but they kind of had me over a barrel there.
Now, where’s me hair shirt?