And so I replied to a Quindell (QPP) shareholder who tweeted the constructive suggestion that I was a bit of a fatty. Fair cop I am. I have put on a few pounds over the past two years since hitting fighting weight in the summer of 2012. I blame married life, owning a restaurant with great food, having to drink with Zak Mir etc., etc.
However, I am now back in Greece and on a truly Spartan regime. There is the weight loss caused by manual labour in the sun at the Greek Hovel I cannot say that in the UK I do much manual labour in the sun or otherwise. There are the pounds shed as I pace the one secure room in the hovel late at night wander what on earth is making all those noises outside.
I have not had a drink in ten days…since I arrived. And as for food I might eat one Greek salad with a couple of pieces of bread one day and the next day I have two salads. That is it. No meat, no fish, no pastries not ice cream, nothing to drink other than coffee (no sugar), diet coke and water.
Paul Scott says that this seems a little draconian, but I hate being fat. Not only has my lifestyle caused me to become diabetic but it just looks ugly. And so I am determined to return to England thinner and ideally actually thin.
Is it working? Well Saleswoman Kathy says it is but I think she is humouring me. But on the acid test of trousers my Irish rugby shorts are just falling down so are “retired” and I am now in swimming shorts which were tight but are now quite comfortable. As ever it is always the belly fat that is the last to go. But I still have another 69 days of sweating in the sun.
As I noted, I shall be thin soon, the Quindell tweeter will always be a moron.