The fightback against festive plumpness

Rainy most of the day. Mum said this evening that she woke up to a carpet of white snow up in Edgware. 

Lorraine and I got up fairly early pulled the curtains on a grey sky, and made a moderately early breakfast. To the gym in the rain, leaving Lorraine to pull out her mat and did some stretches, and played some piano. The gym, meanwhile, was full of what I think of as January wankers cluttering up the equipment. My fightback against festive plumpness began in earnest. By February gym attendance will thin out again, and hopefully I will have done too.

Home and as we were doing a roast, Lorraine asked me to pull some veggies from our patch. Some lovely short but sausagey carrots, and some very thin but tasty parsnips. After I'd showered and helped Lorraine prepare, Beth and James arrived, having collected Pat and Maureen. Beth and James sat with us chatting, mainly about the baby, putting names down for a nursery and so on. A tasty roast chicken and pork with lots of vegetables and a solitary glass of good wine, and then a game of Uno. We all half-watched the new Wallace and Gromit film again.

A quiet evening, which frankly is all I'm after. Listened to the album Solid Air all the way though. Must start listening to entire albums again.

Below me in the gym standing on the cross trainer, and a puddle in the rain.