I've been snacking badly today.
But, on the other hand, I had a conversation with the boss of the gardening company which tends the property at work which went thusly:
'Are you a Doctor?'
'No, I'm the Practice Manager.'
He narrowed his eyes
'The new Practice Manager?'
'No. I've been here a while.'
Light dawns
'Aaaah, yes, I've met you before, haven't I?'
'Yes. About six months ago.'
'You've changed. You're completely changed. You've lost weight, you have. A lot of weight.'
'Yes. About eight kilos since Christmas.'
'Here!' he said to the other gardener, 'Will you look at this? He's lost eight kilos since Christmas. That's grand that is. You're looking really good. That's fierce. How've you done it?'
I indicated my bike
'That's it, is it?'
'That and eating sensibly.'
'Great. You look great. Don't overdo it, mind.'
'There's plenty more to go.'
'Fierce.'
and, as I was waiting for the non-appearance of a waste truck this evening, I got changed. I needed to go to the Nurse Manager to give her some instructions. She took a look at me in my cycling kit, including Lusso longs, and, bless her, she didn't laugh, but said, 'You're so fit! All that cycling and look!'
I don't think either of them were taking the piss.