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I still wear a small tie pin with my Regimental badge on it. Today at a Funeral a lad was staring intently at me, so much so that I felt very uncomfortable. Turns out he was ex 9/12 Royal Lancers and for at least a couple of years we must have served in the same Regiment together. Small world or what? I am ready for this weekend as my guts have been on an adventure of their own all this week. I am trying to keep a record of what I eat to see if their are any patterns that will stop me doing a Linford Christie to the bog, but as yet it is all very random. Maybe I should stop drinking the ten pints of Stella at night...that is a joke by the way as I have gone all sophisticated and have a small glass of red wine most of the time. Ah well at least it is keeping my weight down...