Duck Hunting

Hardly a fair fight is it, a nuclear submarine Vs a lone duck, but this is how Gressingham fill the supermarket shelves (allegedly).

DDW's January Challenge Day 22: "Bubbling" which I think is a term that can be loosely applied to the choppy waters that our soon to be the ' filling in a Chinese pancake' duck is paddling determinedly through.

Last day on the sunbed today, and I'm going out for a late pub lunch with Diana and Matthew to mark the occasion.

I've stepped up my exercise regime after getting a bit lazy towards the end of last year and it's definitely paying off with respect to my fitness. Sailed through a spin class yesterday and my times on the rowing machine are coming down. Now I would like to see my muffin top melt away, but I suspect that is a good 2 months away yet.

Speaking of muffin tops, I had to have a laugh at Matthew's expense the other day. He got a leather belt for Xmas. 31" - 35" waist. He came to me complaining that it had been incorrectly labelled as it didn't fit him. We checked it with a tape measure. Spot on 35" at its longest. Checked his waist - 36". Problem solved. There's still nothing of him, but side on, it has to be said that he looks like he's swallowed his girlfriend whole. Someone else needs to get to the gym me thinks :-)