After a very late night, during which I ate and drank way too much of everything, I woke up feeling dreadful. No surprises there. I would ideally have made myself some freshly squeezed juices but rugby started today and Harvey had to be at Cranbrook Rugby Club at 10am and I had overslept. It’s a well attended rugby club and for the Under 10 group, they have 10 coaches. I think it is fantastic that all those Dads give up a Sunday morning to coach the little fellas.
Lara and I alternated between the rugby club, so we could watch Harvey, and Sissinghurst Tennis Club which was hosting the club tournament finals with a BBQ for lunch. I was tempted by a sausage in a roll. It doesn’t look very appetising but it tasted good. And only 7 WW points.
The tennis was in full swing when unfortunately rain stopped play. We all waited in the club house for a while which was great fun but my mate Will Power deserts me when I am very tired. The table was heavily laden with French bread, cheese, pork pies, homemade cakes. All very tempting. The rain looked like it was settled in for a few hours so we headed home.
I had a healthy and very delicious snack. I chopped up one of the apples I picked yesterday and spread half with 1 tsp of pumpkin seed butter and half with 1 tsp of almond butter with cinnamon and coconut. Washed down with a cup of tea it was very tasty.
The almond butter worked better than the pumpkin but both were good.
I settled on to the sofa for a lovely snooze but after a while Drill Sargent woke me up and insisted I went on a walk. Which I did but reluctantly today as I was so tired.
We haven’t been home on a Sunday for a while and we fancied a roast. We had slow roast pork belly, new potatoes, fresh podded peas (thank you Harvey for shelling them), leeks and carrots. With gravy and butter. Yummy. Slow roasting gives the fat a chance to drip out of the meat, leaving lean and tender and very tasty meat.
Lara, who is a good cook, for some reason loves Betty Crocker cake mixes and she had made a Chocolate Fudge Cake. I had enough points left for a small slice. Not a patch on a homemade cake but I confess I enjoyed it.
I think dinner was WW 27 points. I may have over estimated as I don’t feel as if I ate much today. But maybe I did. The trouble with hangovers is that the day passes in a tired and irritable blur. What a waste 😦