Last week was great, but...

As I have reported in earlier posts, last week's meeting was a feast in Normandy traditional food which is very much based on large portions, crème fraiche, butter and cream. The result is about three kilos. In addition to having certain unpleasant images in my head [like Jonathan Doe force-feeding me to my death and Hannibal Lecter eating my force-fed liver with a nice Chianti (and fava beans wasn't it?)], I now have very few clothes that fit well. Something has to be done about it. Beach season 2007 is coming up! Not that it matters really; I won't have time for lazy days on the beach anyway.