Gluttony, and obsession

After a boozy Sunday lunch yesterday we ended up back at Philippa’s chums for an evening barbecue. Despite having over-eaten at lunchtime, I ate so much barbecue fare that I now really can’t face the thought of ever putting meat in my mouth again. So I’ve suggested to Philippa that we go vegetarian for a month or so. She’s delighted because she says it’ll make us healthier, and it’ll increase our chances of conceiving. One way or another, it ALWAYS comes back to bloody babies.

RC 16-5-16