Hello to the people who've come to this blog by googling my name! Um, why are you googling my name?

Also, hello to the people who're here from my facebook! Fools, now you're forced gently cajoled to read reams and reams of rambling about why I've not lost enough weight yet considering the fact I've not touched a drop of alcohol in a fortnight, started doing exercise and given up all the things I love (well, except those mini muffins this morning - which I compensated for with a vegetarian omelette tonight).

I'm off to the homeland on Friday, for a very short whistlestop visit to Birmingham with Jenni (the best friend) for tapas and pantomime (not at the same time, obviously) and then back to Worcestershire for the opportunity to show my face to my mother and reassure her that a) I'm actually losing weight and b) the brown hair dye she really didn't like is fading quickly.

And now I have to go and watch Torchwood. Here's hoping this week's episode is a little more substantial and a little less 'fangirl / fanboy's wet dream'. Not that I'm complaining about James Marsters or anything...