It was ok. If I wasn’t trying to not have any added sugar or simple carbs I’d be quite pleased

– 8:00 – sausage and egg sandwich with Costa machine latte. Now here’s why I’m not amazingly mad at this: before I went in to fill up with petrol I had to pass McDonald’s. And I have a thing with sausage and cheese in the am. If I think about it properly they never taste as good as I think they do, but I was proper thirsty for one today. Do I told myself that it won’t taste like I think and I’ve got to fill up with petrol , so I can get my coffee from there. 
And then the sandwich jumped in. I think I was nervous about the amount of stuff I had to do that day and a dress for a bride that was being picked up. I had also not done the prep the night before – bad Jennie. 
However after I bit into it I didn’t want it anymore really, it tasted crap. So it quickly became a food is fuel thing. If someone had said here I’ll have that, you have this portion of your usual – id genuinely have said oh yes please if your sure. 
13:30 – finally got to get lunch, and here’s where I’m especially proud of myself. I had planned to go home to have lunch. But the day went haywire and I lost 3 hours in a mansion, with a customer who owned one of these:
So I bought a box of salad, some prawns, a lemon and some mayonnaise :-0. And it was lush!!!

So I feel pretty smug about this particular move.
20:30 – I finally ate the sesame Syed’s stir-fry my dad was kind enough to make and bring me at 7. Whoops.

