“There’s a duck in’t hedge”

I managed to lose 13 pounds at fat club this week, three of them were in weight and a tenner was spunked away on buying ingredients, in the hope of winning a recipe competition. I’m not bitter but as my dad used to say, “there’s a duck in’t hedge somewhere”. No, I have absolutely no idea what that means. I asked him once and neither did he, the only explanation he offered was “it means sommat’s not right”. (he was from South Yorkshire). Since then I’ve used his wonderful analogy whenever anything feels dodgy, as something did today.

Let’s go back to the beginning. After reading about a national competition to invent a healthy meal, I started working on a recipe I had for mint yoghurt, the type you get in an Indian restaurant. normally it’s full of calories but I managed to make a version that was fat free and actually tasty. I designed a dish using it, spent money developing and today went up against the other contesting dish, a cottage pie with baked beans and mushrooms. Not gonna lie, bit shocked and slightly pissed, that the comfort food won, no surprise though that the majority of the fat club group were elderly and friends of the winning chef. Now not for one minute am I suggesting nepotism, this was after all a democratic decision, which as everyone knows is fair and just and means the people get what they want, The idea of democracy is that everybody involved has a vote to say what it is they would like to see happen, which should help reach a decision that pleases all, there is of course one small flaw in the plan,……..it’s bollocks. Okay I nicked that from Blackadder, but sadly it’s true and without getting political, makes me glad to live in the UK, where we have a royal family that prevents the lunatics completely taking over the asylum.

So what happens next? Well I stupidly gave my secret recipe over and despite everyone stating how nice it is and should be made into a ready meal available in a well known frozen food store, I’ve now given up my right. If you want to try making it for yourself, have a look at the recipe page on this site. I’ve put all the details there, give it a go, so easy and if you’re trying to lose weight, can really help. Unless of course you’re having it with eight poppadum’s or a bag of spicy Dorito’s.

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I’m Keith

Welcome to my blog. I’m on a mission to lose weight in order to have a much needed operation, that will hopefully help me regain the gift of mobility. As the title suggests, I also plan to become a fittie, though that might require some plastic surgery. Like the whole population of the world, things have been a bit shit since 2020 and eating all those sausage rolls during lockdown didn’t help. If you want the full story, then read the about page, but if I were you, I’d just crack on with my hopefully humorous anecdotes about life as a fat disabled guy.

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