Okay, cards on the table, open and honest. The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I had some meat. Why, I don't know. I have kind of decided to eat well all week then allow myself a junk day on Saturday, my current day off.
Last Saturday I found myself alone, binge watching series and catching up on tv from the first 8 months of the year. Remote control in one hand and Chinese menu in the other. Whether it was from lack of control, pure nostalgia for family takeaway Saturdays or just blind ordering without thinking, I found myself ordering duck. Before I could think to change my mind the transaction was completed and it is not the English way to cause a fuss over a wrong order. It's just not the done thing.
I didn't enjoy the duck fully as it was tinged with the guilt of my thoughtlessness and fortnight collapse.
I don't expect forgiveness but hopefully you can find a parallel and empathise with my genuine error. Pescetarianism here we come. Still alcohol free though. Every cloud.
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