Two walks to shops today, one for groceries from Waitrose, the second for fruit from the Seven Sisters Rd and nuts from the Kosovan Nut Man.  Am eating really carefully - Dani weighs me tomorrow and I'm hoping to have dropped a little.  Unfortunately, I've been aware of an odd sensation recently, as I stride along.  Trousers slipping down.  Am hopeless at needlework, but am not going out buying new clothes, so will have to get out that battered article laughingly referred to in our house as "the sewing basket"  Let me tell you, that basket sews nothing - I have to do it all.