I have eaten my own body weight in roast potatoes.  Which, given my eating habits since I got home, is a considerable number of roast potatoes. 
Luckily, nothing more strenuous to do today than go and see Sherlock Holmes and drink tea.  I don't understand those people who go sales shopping today - I can't imagine anything worse than trying to contain all my potato-induced-bulges into clothes that are too small but are a good deal.  Maybe next week...
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