there was a rather large person on the weight machine at boots.
and she had a queue behind her.
i don't think she realised it was a speak your weight machine.

well, let's just say the machine's voice sounded a bit strangled.

one or two in the queue looked amused, which i thought was a bit rich because one of them
was whiling away the time by munching on a packet of chocolate digestives.

i once got on one of those things and the machine told me to jump up and down a bit so
it could get a reading.

i wish i weighed more.
others wish they weighed less.

my only other thought was to wonder if one day there'll be a speak your mind machine in boots.
one that knows what you're thinking ...

anyway, i'm glad to be back among friends after my month's blog break.
hope you're all ok?