People who willingly allow themselves to get so unhealthy they become a drain on the NHS purely as a result of not moving enough and eating far too much.
Spoke to someone today that's had tens of thousand of pounds in attempted treatments to stop their greedy ways with food. 19 Stone, still eating crap and even said they're looking forward to their Kebab tonight!
I had the same opinion when I was a fit younger bloke, even though I was still around 19st then, at 6'4" I'd look bloody stupid at 13st / 14st lol, but tbf it isn't just the physically obese who are a drain on the NHS through bad diet. "Skinny fat" is a massive problem too, where people look the right shape and within the correct weight scale, but the shit they eat means their blood pressure and cholesterol etc, are at dangerously high levels.
My blood pressure and cholesterol are at the lower end of acceptable levels (tested every 3 months and where they need to be for a kidney transplant recipient), I eat a balanced diet, avoid fast food etc. but I'm 22.5st (1.5st less than I was 2 months ago, when I was 24st and the heaviest I've ever been) and a lot of that is down to the high doses of anti rejection pills I'm on, resulting in always wanting to pig out, and very low energy levels. Trust me, it's frustrating to want to get on the bikes and rowing machine, but having to fight to physically do it.
Like I said though, I've done 1.5st in a couple of months and hope to realistically get down another 1.5st by Christmas, fingers crossed and eventually I hope to be around the 16st mark by the summer and stay there
As others seem to have veered slightly into politics, and as my annoyance is at someone whose political views I would generally share, I am risking this one.
Chris Bryant MP asking for his effing babysitter to be paid for by the state as he has to work one Saturday!
Do what the rest of us who don't live in a bubble do you plank, pay for it yourself.
The worst bit of all was finding myself agreeing with Lord Snooty's reply. I felt so dirty...
the judges had one job. give the prize to ONE author. instead they give it to two.
then one of the authors uses her joint win as a way to say that its about time that a black female author wins and that its great that there was several women in the shortlist. imo it shouldn't be about who wrote the book as long as the book is worthy of the award. it cheapens it if the judges are more bothered about what the author looks like rather than the actual writing.
the judges had one job. give the prize to ONE author. instead they give it to two.
then one of the authors uses her joint win as a way to say that its about time that a black female author wins and that its great that there was several women in the shortlist. imo it shouldn't be about who wrote the book as long as the book is worthy of the award. it cheapens it if the judges are more bothered about what the author looks like rather than the actual writing.
Her mum was my English teacher at Shooters Hill Collage for Young Gentleman
As others seem to have veered slightly into politics, and as my annoyance is at someone whose political views I would generally share, I am risking this one.
Chris Bryant MP asking for his effing babysitter to be paid for by the state as he has to work one Saturday!
Do what the rest of us who don't live in a bubble do you plank, pay for it yourself.
The worst bit of all was finding myself agreeing with Lord Snooty's reply. I felt so dirty...
Just to hazard a guess, was this news item plastered in a prominent position in a right wing tabloid? Made out to show Bryant as the 'ëlites' the working classes should get angry about, but fear not those champions of the working classes messrs Rees-Mogg will come along to fight there corner
As others seem to have veered slightly into politics, and as my annoyance is at someone whose political views I would generally share, I am risking this one.
Chris Bryant MP asking for his effing babysitter to be paid for by the state as he has to work one Saturday!
Do what the rest of us who don't live in a bubble do you plank, pay for it yourself.
The worst bit of all was finding myself agreeing with Lord Snooty's reply. I felt so dirty...
Just to hazard a guess, was this news item plastered in a prominent position in a right wing tabloid? Made out to show Bryant as the 'ëlites' the working classes should get angry about, but fear not those champions of the working classes messrs Rees-Mogg will come along to fight there corner
Well, that is what happened and you can't really argue with that, wherever it was plastered -
That's what I saw Rob. You don't know me very well @snowinberlin if you think for one moment I would read a right wing tabloid. I just don't mind pointing out when our side get it wrong, in the vain hope that sometimes one of them will do the same...
As others seem to have veered slightly into politics, and as my annoyance is at someone whose political views I would generally share, I am risking this one.
Chris Bryant MP asking for his effing babysitter to be paid for by the state as he has to work one Saturday!
Do what the rest of us who don't live in a bubble do you plank, pay for it yourself.
The worst bit of all was finding myself agreeing with Lord Snooty's reply. I felt so dirty...
As others seem to have veered slightly into politics, and as my annoyance is at someone whose political views I would generally share, I am risking this one.
Chris Bryant MP asking for his effing babysitter to be paid for by the state as he has to work one Saturday!
Do what the rest of us who don't live in a bubble do you plank, pay for it yourself.
The worst bit of all was finding myself agreeing with Lord Snooty's reply. I felt so dirty...
Literally hundreds of civil servants paid significantly less than him are having to pay their own childcare for working shifts including weekends as part of the Operation Yellowhammer response.
It must have annoyed me as still thinking about it now. Grand Designs happened to be on when we got in last night, not the usual programme I watch. The design idea looked amazing, a lighthouse inspired huge house build on the coast (cornwall i think), literally falling into the sea, to replace what was considered a 'bog standard' house (a huge 4 bed house with amazing views albeit not in keeping with the cliff edge). After 5 mins of the programme I was hooked as I wanted to see the final results. Even though the couple doing it were absolute arrogant bellends. Did anyone else see it? half way through Dec said 'i don't want to watch anymore as it'll be a happy ending and he'll get his f**k off massive house on the coast to the detriment of everyone else' then we endured 45 minutes of rising hatred for the nob who begged anyone and everyone to finance 'his dream'. The children were so excited at the start of the project 7 years ago when they sat on their bunk beds as 10 year olds looking forward to embracing their parents dream, The last 5 mins of the programme - his children were grown up and probably at uni and the marriage had broken down and the house (and 2nd house he built for 1m to try to sell for 2 mill to finance the lighthouse) had been boarded up for 7 months unfinished and unable to sell. Well, we high fived across the sofa. Are we mean? did anyone else see? it just felt so greedy & selfish. so out of touch.
@suzisausage. We saw that one and were equally bamboozled by the idiot intentions to drive expensive 25 metre piles into a cliff face. Hugely expensive utterly egocentric building that noone with a brain would have bought from him. Shame it cost him his marriage etc but what a twat.
Harry and MEGAIN two self entitled snowflakes!, Moan about press coverage, but would be b**loxed without it!
Harsh in my opinion. Harry has said that he knows they will be in the press and respect that, but some of the stuff is well over the line. When it was the gutter press that essentially killed your mum, you’d be stupid not to raise this point when it now involves your wife and mother of your child.
People that chew their food then take a sip of their drink at the same time. Absolute jank. Now they’ve got a mixture of mushy liquid in their mouths. It’s either mouthful of food or mouthful of drink, not both.
Picking up a kitchen from the supplier, not getting a hand to load on 3x 3m worktops, and as soon as the bloke comes out with the rest, it absolutely buckets it down.
People that chew their food then take a sip of their drink at the same time. Absolute jank. Now they’ve got a mixture of mushy liquid in their mouths. It’s either mouthful of food or mouthful of drink, not both.
Stage one of liquidised food, we are just preparing ourselves. 👨🦳
Simon Kelner's piece in The i yesterday about those two royals is certainly more in favour of Harry rather than his wife...
Correct me if I’m wrong, because I don’t follow these things, but wasn’t Meghan Markle an actress? Didn’t she have a long-running part in an American soap opera?
Anyway, she really shone in her latest role – appearing in a mockumentary about what it was like to be a married to a British prince.
I’m assuming that’s what ITV screened on Sunday night, because I can’t believe that we were supposed to take Ms Markle at face value.
The absence of self-effacement, the staggering level of self-absorption and the sheer comedic value of her detachment from real life provided entertainment every bit as diverting as the spoof interviews Christopher Guest directed in those sublime works of imagined reality, This is Spinal Tap and Best in Show.
There was the Duchess, having just spent time with some of the poorest, most disadvantaged and disenfranchised women in the world – “I am your sister,” she told them – and she looked at the camera, lip trembling, eyes moistening, to complain about her own lot. Yes, the tabloid papers have said some beastly, and probably untrue, things about her, but really...
“It’s hard,” she said, of the “pressure” she is under, and of the “struggle” she faces.
“I don’t think anyone can understand that.” She thanked Bradby, who did a sensitive and largely thorough job, for asking if she was coping, “because not many people have asked if I’m OK”.
Surrounded by a substantial household retinue of helpers, advisers and factotums, no one could possibly be expected to believe that.
We know it’s unpleasant being on the rough end of a tabloid lashing, but this was self-pitying tosh.
Had she had any self-knowledge, or been better advised, she would have said something like: “Even if I am being given a tough time by one or two newspapers, it’s nothing compared with some of the women I’ve just met. I have a multi-millionaire husband, a healthy child, I’m spending £2.4m of taxpayers’ money on refurbishing our home, we had our Range Rovers flown over to Africa, and I’ve got several wardrobes full of designer clothes. I’ve worked hard in my life, but now I enjoy the extraordinary privileges of being part of the British Royal Family, so I really have nothing to complain about.”
By contrast, her husband came across as sincere. The way Harry talked about the abiding mental struggle to cope with the death of his mother was extremely moving. “It’s a wound that festers,” he said. “I’m not going to be bullied into playing a game that killed my mother.”
His decision to sue two newspaper groups for phone-hacking comes from the noble instinct to protect his wife.
But Bradby’s careful questioning reveals that this is only part of the story. Harry is still driven by what some might call retribution, but could also be one man’s very real, and enduring, struggle to come to terms with grief. He cut an authentic figure, full of human doubt and anguish. There is very little artifice about Harry.
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those men and women gave every ounce that night.
Disgusting comments that have really pissed me off.
The amount of non white emergency service workers that responded to the shocking events of Grenfell would be appalled at such a statement.
We can and should be genuinely proud of being Londoner's, not black, nor white and as such accept the opportunities and challenges that presents.
My blood pressure and cholesterol are at the lower end of acceptable levels (tested every 3 months and where they need to be for a kidney transplant recipient), I eat a balanced diet, avoid fast food etc. but I'm 22.5st (1.5st less than I was 2 months ago, when I was 24st and the heaviest I've ever been) and a lot of that is down to the high doses of anti rejection pills I'm on, resulting in always wanting to pig out, and very low energy levels. Trust me, it's frustrating to want to get on the bikes and rowing machine, but having to fight to physically do it.
Like I said though, I've done 1.5st in a couple of months and hope to realistically get down another 1.5st by Christmas, fingers crossed and eventually I hope to be around the 16st mark by the summer and stay there
Chris Bryant MP asking for his effing babysitter to be paid for by the state as he has to work one Saturday!
Do what the rest of us who don't live in a bubble do you plank, pay for it yourself.
The worst bit of all was finding myself agreeing with Lord Snooty's reply. I felt so dirty...
the judges had one job. give the prize to ONE author. instead they give it to two.
then one of the authors uses her joint win as a way to say that its about time that a black female author wins and that its great that there was several women in the shortlist. imo it shouldn't be about who wrote the book as long as the book is worthy of the award. it cheapens it if the judges are more bothered about what the author looks like rather than the actual writing.
It's been a long wait.
Correct me if I’m wrong, because I don’t follow these things, but wasn’t Meghan Markle an actress? Didn’t she have a long-running part in an American soap opera?
Anyway, she really shone in her latest role – appearing in a mockumentary about what it was like to be a married to a British prince.
I’m assuming that’s what ITV screened on Sunday night, because I can’t believe that we were supposed to take Ms Markle at face value.
The absence of self-effacement, the staggering level of self-absorption and the sheer comedic value of her detachment from real life provided entertainment every bit as diverting as the spoof interviews Christopher Guest directed in those sublime works of imagined reality, This is Spinal Tap and Best in Show.
But this was not a spoof. It was part of Tom Bradby’s revelatory documentary, Harry and Meghan: An African Journey, chronicling the newly-wed Royals’ recent trip across the continent.
There was the Duchess, having just spent time with some of the poorest, most disadvantaged and disenfranchised women in the world – “I am your sister,” she told them – and she looked at the camera, lip trembling, eyes moistening, to complain about her own lot. Yes, the tabloid papers have said some beastly, and probably untrue, things about her, but really...
“It’s hard,” she said, of the “pressure” she is under, and of the “struggle” she faces.
“I don’t think anyone can understand that.” She thanked Bradby, who did a sensitive and largely thorough job, for asking if she was coping, “because not many people have asked if I’m OK”.
Surrounded by a substantial household retinue of helpers, advisers and factotums, no one could possibly be expected to believe that.
We know it’s unpleasant being on the rough end of a tabloid lashing, but this was self-pitying tosh.
Had she had any self-knowledge, or been better advised, she would have said something like: “Even if I am being given a tough time by one or two newspapers, it’s nothing compared with some of the women I’ve just met. I have a multi-millionaire husband, a healthy child, I’m spending £2.4m of taxpayers’ money on refurbishing our home, we had our Range Rovers flown over to Africa, and I’ve got several wardrobes full of designer clothes. I’ve worked hard in my life, but now I enjoy the extraordinary privileges of being part of the British Royal Family, so I really have nothing to complain about.”
By contrast, her husband came across as sincere. The way Harry talked about the abiding mental struggle to cope with the death of his mother was extremely moving. “It’s a wound that festers,” he said. “I’m not going to be bullied into playing a game that killed my mother.”
His decision to sue two newspaper groups for phone-hacking comes from the noble instinct to protect his wife.
But Bradby’s careful questioning reveals that this is only part of the story. Harry is still driven by what some might call retribution, but could also be one man’s very real, and enduring, struggle to come to terms with grief. He cut an authentic figure, full of human doubt and anguish. There is very little artifice about Harry.
The Royals or the gutter press? I know which side i'm on
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