June 16th 2019
Today I had three slices of cheddar cheese for dinner. It’s been that kind of day. I woke up at 2pm, and haven’t really left my bed since then. I am very hungover, and feel very sorry for myself. And I can’t eat, drink or do anything when I’m hungover, so I’ve led in bed all day binge-watching Gavin and Stacey.
At some point I thought I should get something to eat, but I really didn’t want to cook anything, so I opened the fridge and, well, I’ve already told you the rest. 3 slices of cheese.
Until tomorrow, there’s your five a day.