I just had a week of late nights, pizza and cake followed by a weekend where I managed to get out for a not-quite-four hour walk, before downing the best part of a bottle of red. Fairly good fun all in all (and I did play table tennis and pool in the pub - that must have used up a few calories, surely?).

The dreaded 3lb I put on seem to have faded away and Ms Sabbath claimed I'd lost 250g (which I think is 10 oz in old money). That's the difference in weight between a pair of jeans and a linen trouser suit. If I want to continue to lose weight this way, I'll be naked by Xmas.

Well, Ms Sabbath wants me to record what I eat (I know, we've been here before) so she can judge whether I'm eating too much or too little for the exercise I do. So, to judge the portion sizes, she asked me to take photos of what I eat. Of course, I'm not all that organised and I've only managed a few. I didn't, for example, photograph the two squares of milk chocolate I enjoyed at break-time, and I have, so far, failed to photograph my dinner, but there's still a few days to go.

Meanwhile, for your enjoyment: a) Lunch a la Tesco

b) Museli in a Bowl

and c) Lunch-box Still Life.

David Bailey eat your heart out.