…come on let’s blame Milton, for the retreat from trenchant Stilton: ‘spare fast, that oft with God’s doth diet’. (No choc chip biscuits on the quiet).

No steaming dinner in the land will tempt the sweep of that dismissive hand. Read the gesture, ask for no circumstance. Here is one day a week choice abstinence.

So freeload the food of angels:  how we sigh, we try.  Lust for tomorrow:  Banofee Pie.

Two kilos lost, hey what a swank.

Food Bank.

Liz Callingham