There simply aren't enough hours in the day
Edinburgh rapidly approaches and the list of things to do gets ever longer. Still, I'm feeling really up beat about the trials to come. I am going to have to look after myself and, to a lesser extent, my partner-in-crime. We're going to have to prepare for tough times as well as good times, but we'll be in Edinburgh doing all we're due to do in only a few short days. Yikes!

A trip to the doctor's
A routine check-up today and the doctor decided to offer me a special drug that you can use to lose weight. It stops the body absorbing fat. It sounds like a good idea. You can eat any fatty food you want and you can't absorb the fat. There's a problem, though. If you do eat food with fat, your body has to dispose of that fat somehow. The best-case scenario is "fatty stools" - which sound grim enough. The worst-case scenario is "seepage". Your bumhole leaks fat. As the doctor pointed out, you soon learn which foods are high in fat and bad for you... and you have a very good reason to eat sensibly. At the end of the day, when the skid marks become slurry, it's a good deterrent. I'll skip the chips without the pills, thanks.