Today I walked through the doors of a place that I not so long ago swore blind, I would never ever grace again.  Yup.  A slimming club.  Slimming World to be precise.  WHAT IN GOD'S NAME IS WRONG WITH ME?  Anyway.  Moving on.  Just going to stay till I lose a stone and a half.  The leader, yes, they really are called that, told me that I needed to accept straight away, that it was only going to work if I accepted that I had to attend for the rest of my life.  Sell the damned thing to me why don't you?  Whilst there, 2 things came to mind.  Years ago, a friend told me that when she looks at food, she only sees protein, carbs and fats.  I remember thinking that I never ever want to be that person.  Secondly, in my late teens, in a restaurant with friends, eating an avocado with lemon and olive oil, because let's face eat, there aint enough fat there already and thinking only one thing.  Yum.  What I would give to go back to that time when I had that relationship with food.