Down at the shops today I saw the scary boot camp trainer. She was talking on the phone, looking very frowny and intense. And, you know, skinny. I heard her say as I walked by, "Yeah, she got a bit of feedback from me on that..." I felt sorry for whoever "she" was. If She needs to come and cry on my shoulder, She can - anytime.
Anyway sbct didn't see me. Thank goodness. I was suddenly very self-conscious of the fact that I was carrying a giant packet of toilet rolls.