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My last day in Spain, last few tequilas for lunch.
I kinda want to get home tonight, just to see what the gravity of the situation is.
I have an urge to weigh myself, knowing just how much myself and the wife have eaten and drunk.
Not that it matters to her as she is a size 10 and can eat a whole horse and still come in at 9 stone.
Me well, add another 10 stone to that and your probably underestimating the situation.
However it all stops tomorrow, the worst bit is a friend I haven't seen for a few weeks wants to go out.
I told him sure, let's meet in a coffee bar, rather than a bar..... he asked me if I'm ill!
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