Sister’s day was a little different to mine!

Banting day 3 from Scotland

I fear that I am on rebellion 101!! I don’t like green tea, I miss my Ceylon tea with low fat milk.

I don’t like my bacon done in the microwave and I cannot use my kitchen.

I am so indoctrinated into eating low fat high fibre that I find fat off-putting.

I, believe or not, am laughing through all of this because I have a sense of humour and I realise that I have probably chosen the worst week in my life to start Banting….a member of the household is very ill, I have no kitchen as the AGA is in but the cupboards and shelves and plumbed goods are only going in today and they will be finished tomorrow (I hope).

My microwave is in the laundry/scullery which has been called the galley kitchen, but I am too fat to slide past my lovely svelte partner in the galley!!

The knives and forks are in the passage, the butter and meat etc is in the fridge in the kitchen on the other side of the house….so actually it is very much a case of laugh while you can. If I can survive this I can survive Banting! And all this without a glass of wine…the only whining I am doing is at the top of the page!!

The up side is I already feel lighter and smaller, and of course I am peeing like a well hydrated horse!!

Breakfast this morning was bacon cooked in the microwave (don’t you hate the idea of all those little nuclear molecules dancing around creating some kind of fission to cook your food???)

Egg with organic coconut oil. Organic! What’s the point if you are going to nuke it anyway…please see lightness and laughter, no criticism in this!

Spinach added, served with loads of cracked black pepper.

2 eggs, 3 rashers of bacon and a handful of spinach.

The breakfast was very tasty, and I am sure that I will only have a late lunch or supper now.

I got a note later to say that my sis had lamb and broccoli soup tonight. I think that’s pretty cool, and I am proud of her for hanging in there in the middle of what must be pretty nightmarish!

Tuna salad was my supper and it was more than adequate. I dressed it with some olive oil and verjuice and sprinkled a little Tabasco over it. Yumness.

Marching on with The Revolution!…

(The Real Meal Revolution by Tim Noakes, Sally-Ann Creed, Jonno Proudfoot and David Grier)