I’m Am Become Magnet

Morning everyone, a quick blog today because its the Bank Holiday and I have things to do…W’hay!!

When this blog was originally named, it was done so to make a point that I hung around my fridge so much, I could easily have been regarded as a fridge magnet myself. Well, if I thought I hung around my fridge too much before my surgery, I may as well now just move in and make my new accommodation on the leftovers shelf so much do my new attendance levels knock the old into a cocked hat as they say.

But then I am the Worlds Biggest Fridge Magnet after all.

I was under the impression that the gastric sleeve surgery was supposed to release me from the tyranny of being a slave to the fridges contents.

Yet this has not happened.

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