I have been gaining weight over the past couple of weeks. Last week was a bit of a surprise, this week not so much: Jan and I spent a weekend in Derbyshire with her sisters. Whereas my self-control seems to work OK when I'm at home, and therefore in charge of what comes into the house, both sisters and b-i-l brought with them cake and booze. I partook of both. I got plenty of exercise, involving hilly bike rides and walks, but clearly not enough to keep things under control.
Next week, we are planning to stay with pals in Lincs. Enid, one of the pals, has had weight problems all her life, but has been keeping them under control with Slimming World, and has done pretty well. I think we ought to have a little confab before we go so that she doesn't revert to type: her means of being a hostess is to fill everyone's plate to overflowing with all sorts of lovely stuff she's cooked. I suspect she will feel guilty if she doesn't.