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Day 17 – Chocolate Temptation Resisted

It’s been a busy day. As I recounted yesterday, I went to have my feet fondled by Kathy this morning. Sorry, I went for reflexology this morning. It was a very relaxing experience and I always amazed that Kathy has insights into my physical state (and often to my emotional state as well) simply by identifying the feelings in meridian lines in my feet.

Anyway, we had to go into the centre of our fair city, so we grabbed the opportunity to meet a good friend of both Sue’s and mine, Viv. We went for lunch at May Sum on Parliament Street, Nottingham.

This is an excellent Chinese buffet restaurant, certainly the best of the three that are within a few minutes walk of Nottingham’s Theatre Royal. The starters and main course selections provided no problems for my self-imposed “giving up” list of cakes, sweets, biscuits and chocolate, but when it came to pudding (or dessert, if you have to be posh about it), it was a different matter.

The array of puds seemed to comprise mainly of cake. If I’d been having a weak moment I could, of course, have argued that swiss roll does not have the word “cake” in its title.

However, as I hope you already know, Chuffing Hog is made of sterner stuff.

I went for the chopped up bits of apple. I even avoided the tinned fruit salad because of the sticky syrupy gloop that it was in.

I must confess that I had two (small) dishes of these pieces of apple – with wonderful “Mr Softee” type ice cream on them.

… and the chocolate temptation? All the way through the meal, directly in my line of sight was a wonderful, five storey chocolate fountain. I could easily have done a Dawn French (see the video below), but I just managed to resist.

Ride safe


Day 16 – Barbara Cartland or a Hippy?

This “giving up” lark is turning me into a hippy. Good heavens, I’ll be knitting my own muesli next!

I haven’t been sleeping very well recently. This has very little to do with night-time cravings for chocolate, but with Sue and I going through a stressful time recently for a number of different and unconnected reasons.

So last night, Sue was on the phone chatting to one of her friends who is undoubtedly a hippy.

She is an alternative therapist who has performed her mystic rites of crystal chakra balancing on me and who fairly regularly (like tomorrow) administers reflexology to me. (If I come across like a cynical old so and so about this, nothing could be further from the truth. Some time ago, I recounted my conversion to this whole way of life here on this blog. See Reflexology – Confessions of A Former Sceptic)

Anyway, during Sue’s conversation with Kathy, for that is her name, two remedies for my sleeplessness were recommended.

First, I was to drink Camomile tea for supper. I actually quite like Camomile tea, so had no real problem with this. However, I’m not sure why the tea bag has to be left in while hippy tea of any complexion is drunk, but I’m married, so do as I’m told. It just makes life easier that way.

The other part of the prescription was lavender oil sprinkled on my pillow. I was less keen on this because I had no real wish to smell like a Barbara Cartland heroine.

(Not that I have the remotest idea what a Barbara Cartland heroine smells like, but the power of the stereotype can be very strong).

Anyway, my objections were quickly smothered at birth and my pillow was liberally soaked in the stuff.

I have to reluctantly report that it worked. I had my best night’s sleep in a while.

I’m not sure whether sharing these arcane secrets with you will get me into trouble, but if the next update on here is from a frog, you’ll know that I have incurred the wrath of Sue, Kathy and other members of the coven.

Ride Safe

Reflexology – Confessions of A Former Sceptic

Just occasionally, I have been called an old hippy. For the most part, I’ve been happy to go along with this – as long as it doesn’t impinge too much on my somewhat consumerist lifestyle. However, I have never really given a great deal of credibility to alternative medicine or therapy. However, a very good friend of ours, Kathy Thickpenny, must have some kind of magic in her hands because I have been persuaded in the past to go along to have my Chakra balanced using crystals – and felt that this had somehow benefited me.

This was nothing compared to my reaction to reflexology, though.

Kathy has been training in reflexology and asked Sue and I to be case studies for her. Naturally, I started out quite sceptical that having my feet poked and rubbed would have any effect.

I should explain at this point that my feet have never been my best feature. (I’m not even sure if I HAVE a best feature.) For many years I have had very poor circulation in my feet and this has left them cold and a very strange mottled blue colour. My doctor, the practice nurse and others have all remarked on this, but have never been sufficiently concerned about it to do anything, so I continued along life’s pathway holding on to the assumption that this is how it would always be.

Not so. The very first time that Kathy sat down and gave my feet “the treatment”, the mottling disappeared, they felt warrmer and I slept like a brick that night. I have been back half a dozen times since and the improvement in my circulation has surprised Kathy and me. In fact, Kathy has said several times that she wishes she’d take a photograph of my feet when we started to compare them with how they are now. (Don’t worry, these photos don’t exist, so I won’t inflict them on you.)

I have also been very impressed that Kathy has been able to identify other things that have been either temporarily or permanently ailing in other parts of my body by working on my feet. We have talked about energy flows and the like and I remain sceptical of such explanations, but I have to accept that there’s something in it because it works.

My own experience of this therapy has been during a very stressful time at work. Again, I am convinced that this has helped me to cope with the stress.

If you are anywhere in the Nottingham / Midlands area, you can find out more and contact Kathy vie her website.

Ride Safe