Eat, drink and be merry (and fat)

What is it about the holidays and the Season of Goodwill that makes us all eat like pigs? There’s certainly no other time of year when it’s considered not only acceptable but practically ones civic duty to fill your cupboards with box after box of mince pies, fruit cakes so heavy they could sink a battleship and puddings so dense they need to be doused in alcohol and set on fire before eating.

Could you stomach a fat tax?

The other night I watched a rather good program called ‘Taxing the Fat’. For those who didn’t watch it, despite what the title might suggest, it didn’t actually go down the route you might expect.

Demon children and saintly spoodles

Taking your child away on holiday can sometimes be a very dangerous thing to do. In only a few short weeks they can morph into a human being barely recognisable from the one you once knew. As routine, balanced diet and consistency goes out the window, everything you ever taught them seems to follow, including good manners, eating habits and general all round intelligence.

A spot of colonic – doggy style

Now no one ever said being a dog owner was a glamorous affair, but even I didn’t envisage the day I would find myself out in the garden at night, giving Charlie a colonic.

Charlie turns 2

Charlie turned 2 on Saturday. He celebrated his big day with a chicken thigh and a biscuit.

One of those nights

Last night was one of those nights that just makes you want to crawl under the duvet and sleep for a week. It was one of those nights when your children don’t want to eat what you have cooked and you wonder why you bothered in the first place.

Day care dilemmas

Earlier in the year, after agonising about whether cutting the apron strings would really stunt my son’s future development and catapult him into therapy, I decided to bite the bullet, put him into nursery for a few days every week and get back to work…

Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down

All these years I have been living under the assumption that it pays to be healthy, to watch my weight and try and refrain from eating my weight in Pringles every night. Apparently this is not the case. Apparently it pays to be obese. Literally…..

McDonald’s Saves the Day

Australia, a country renowned for it’s love of sports and outdoor lifestyle has just been named the ‘Fattest Nation in the World’. Oh what a proud moment in history that is, let’s bring out a double cheese burger and chuck it on the barbie to celebrate…
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Something for the weekend

While most food found in the supermarkets over here is pretty much what you can expect to find anywhere in the UK, (with possibly the exception of kangaroo meat)