Everybody round here is so used to seeing me dressed that now it is no longer a worry (and has not been for a very long time). This morning like every morning I go up to my village shop for my croissant and get a kiss from Mirielle.
This morning was no different except I have a soft spot for bacon flavoured crisps and together with my croissant I picked up a packet of crisps to which Mirielle smiled and patted her hips and tummy and told me it was not good for the waist line.
I told her I had to preserve my "love handles"! and politely lifted the hem of my wooly and showed her a small bit of a "love handle".
Well this did it! we fell about laughing and off I went, still laughing now just thinking about it.
I am so happy to reached this stage in my life.