
An industrious week. I’ve caught up with friends, chatted to an online group about my weight loss using Mounjaro, organised a small “team” to carry out a floor repair, and rounded things off with a nice dinner out and a bit of pie purchasing — because balance is a crucial part of life.
Talking about Mounjaro with people who have no experience of using it was interesting. Unsurprisingly, they wanted to hear about the reported side effects: gall bladder issues, pancreatitis, muscle loss, hair loss and even vision loss. As I tried to convey, these side effects are rare and are often linked to rapid weight loss rather than to the GLP-1 medication itself.
My own weight loss has been steady — around 500g to 1kg (1–2lb) a week — which is generally considered an ideal rate. I certainly haven’t experienced any of the more alarming side effects. Those I have had (tiredness and extreme thirst) were either short-lived or entirely manageable.
I do sometimes wonder why the media seems so focused on the negatives of GLP-1s. Presumably, headlines sell better than nuance. Among the GLP-1 users I interact with, the overwhelming narrative is positive — not just physically, but emotionally as well. People talk about enjoying appetite suppression, but more than that, the relief of being free from the constant food noise that used to dominate their thoughts.
On to my floor repair project.
As a Trustee for a charity, we’ve recently been given use of a neglected retail unit in a shopping mall until it’s repurposed (for apartments, I believe). The space is rent-free and we only pay utilities, so technically we could ignore the state of the floor — and the water dripping through the ceiling from the mall roof above. While I wasn’t prepared to investigate the roof leak (we’ve had a lot of rain recently), the floor felt like something we could tackle.
This is a partnership between the local health and voluntary sectors, aimed at people who are often harder to reach — those from different ethnic backgrounds, ex-military, ex-prisoners, people facing financial hardship. Alongside health checks, visitors can also get support with other aspects of life that impact their wellbeing.
The challenge was to create a repair that cost very little (there’s no budget) and would last until we eventually have to vacate the premises. I supplied the materials, tools, and food to keep morale high. My partner, my sister, and my personal assistant Sam worked solidly for five hours — with a break for a healthy lunch and a drink — and the results looked surprisingly good. Fingers crossed it holds up for the next three or four months.
The lunch out was in the company of two friends I’ve known — and kept in touch with — since secondary school, which always adds an extra layer of warmth to any meal. We ate at the Rising Sun, where I chose the pork escalope “schnitzel”, served with green beans, crème fraîche potatoes, brown butter, parsley and a lemon sauce. Once again, it was acceptable rather than amazing — perfectly fine, but not something I’d rush back for.
Thankfully, dessert redeemed the whole experience. A forced Yorkshire rhubarb crumble with rhubarb and elderflower ice cream was absolutely spot on, and as ever, the company was excellent — which really is the main event.
As we’d parked the car directly outside Sweeney & Todd’s Pie Shop,
it seemed positively churlish not to pop in and buy a few pies for the freezer. One pie will easily do both of us, so we chose three fillings between us: steak and ale, steak and mushroom, and lamb and mint.
The shop has been there forever. I distinctly remember visiting in my twenties — over forty years ago — and it hasn’t changed at all. But the pies are legendary, so why would it? Some things don’t need updating.
Video to follow.
Weight this week: 56.1kg (about 8st 11.5lb)
Last week: 55.9kg (about 8st 11.2lb)
Weekly loss/gain: +0.2kg (about 0.25lb)
Goal weight: 55kg (about 8st 9lb)





Yay! The correctly sized glazed units finally arrived and were fitted into the sliding doors, and we’ve finally got our view back into the garden. It feels so good to see outside again after weeks of looking at wooden panels. We then spent the next few days dusting, vacuuming and clearing the last of the building-work debris, before moving all the furniture, houseplants, lamps and ornaments back to where they lived before the chaos started. The house finally feels like home again.


Another week has rolled by — and with it, a fair bit of chaos, anticipation, and some very strange dreams!



Another good week… I’m a little late posting an update as I have been celebrating my birthday (63!) and my sister and brother-in-law are staying for five days. They live about a 3-hour drive away, so we are treating their stay as a mini-staycation and have been enjoying days out. We were joined by my daughter and her boyfriend for two days – they travelled all the way from Leeds (about 4 hours away) to join in the birthday celebrations.
Of course, there was (birthday) cake, homemade butternut squash spiced cake. I enjoyed one slice, and the rest was eagerly consumed by everyone else over the staycation.
Ever since I started taking Tirzepatide, many of those whom I’ve told ask me the very same question. “What happens when you stop taking it?”



This week has been much quieter from the point of view of having fewer social activities planned. Enjoyed a coffee in the garden in 24 degrees this morning – on a Bank Holiday Monday too!

I’ve not got as many images to share this week as I ate out a lot…. I feel it a little anti-social to start photographing one’s food. But it was all delicious.

Wow, this was a social week! I’m not used to eating out very often, but the next couple of weeks are quite full-on in terms of being away from home and eating meals out.
Together with others, we established a national organisation (charity) to support disabled people who were or who were planning to be parents. That’s not “parents of disabled children” but where the parents themselves face challenges and barriers because of their impairments. Being a new parent is challenging enough without the added complication of an impairment.
After my Blog post last week, where I expressed my slight disappointment about the lack of movement on the scales, I thought it would be prudent to take body measurements. I’m so pleased that I did! Whilst the scales haven’t moved much in the past month, the inches (or centimetres) are disappearing.

