As readers of old will know, I have constant battle with my weight. A couple of weeks before Christmas I had my flu jab and promised the doctor I’d get down to 16 and a half stone by mid March. That would entail losing a stone. Having been ill most of Christmas and the New Year, I got on the scales this morning with a sense of trepidation. Why? Because the last two weeks have been spent spluttering my guts up while lying on the couch watching Homeland, Borgen and The Killing (am now on series 3!), and to be honest I haven’t exactly eaten healthily, I thought I might have a nasty surprise. But not a bit of it. I’ve actually lost 6 pounds. So that’s got the new year off to a good start.