New readers start here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. Shocked at the shocking state of her, she resolves to do without sugar for 100 days.

And that you all should hear about it, you lucky people.

Now read on…

So, for the purposes of this blog I’m writing this on Saturday the 25th May (look, just work with me on this one). I was woken at 6am by the little man and we had a grand morning together. Then I left him into his father’s capable hands and headed into town to meet my sister. She and my rather lovely niece were off to see One Direction (Squeeee) and we were all meeting for lunch.  On the way there, I was lucky enough to meet this guy.

Or in other words, Rory O’Neil, who had to deal with a somewhat insane redhead on Abbey Street going “Let me shake your hand!”. He was lovely about it, to be honest, even responded to my tweet later on…

So! Anyways, the whole town was given over to One Direction, and the pavements were packed. It’s hard to remember I used to live around there, and I’m rather glad I don’t anymore; negotiating the whole ‘gritty urban environment’ thing is so stressful on its own, I don’t think I could cope with it with a little person as well. It was great to hang out with them though, Rachel is all about music right now, so I was able to look deeply uncool to her. Yay!

The evening (and yes, I didn’t home till about six, sorry to the Husband for being out all day!) saw me get home with a quick dinner from Marks and Sparks, and then biscuits with my tea. So that is another day got through. It’s weird being without sugar, it is something that takes a lot of effort. I aim to use Sunday for baking substitutes, and will let you know how I get on.