Me: Happy Christmas random friendly type! Did you have a good day?
RFT: Lovely thanks.
Me: Bodyweight in turkey, cheese and chocolate consumed?
RFT: Of course! Got to be done at Christmas! And you?
Me: Well, I certainly wasn't pro-pointing, that's for sure. Although I did try to exercise a touch of restraint, especially in the face of some delicious Parmesan and thyme biscuits. I only ate three! Actually, that looks quite piggy written down. And only one portion of my beloved sausage meat stuffing (this year the mater went for a Tom Kerridge recipe with chestnuts and cranberries which was very tasty indeed).
RFT: And did the family come up trumps vis a vis presents?
Me (nonchalantly): Not bad, not bad. Chocolate enough to see me through until Easter. Perfume. A bit of sparkle, a soupcon of Jo Malone...oh, and a trip to New York.
Me: Yep, flying out on Friday for a week in the Big Apple. And, to celebrate my birthday on Saturday, we'll be having lunch in one of the best restaurants in not just the city but the entire world.
RFT: Wow. So WW is going to be taking a back seat until the new year.
Me: I think it's fair to say that.