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Felt a bit hurt that EVERYTHING I liked Nick said looked ‘cheap’.

The girls tried on bridesmaids’ dresses and Althea said, ‘You’d better not telluswhat to wear, Nick, or you’ll be wearing this Prosecco.’

After that, Nick was full of compliments. Except about Sadie, who he said looked like a dinner plate on a stick.

She’d picked a different dress from everyone else. It was a bitwhite, but that’s Sadie. She always has to break with tradition.

My wedding dress was low-key in the end. This long, silky thing. Pretty. A bit too much like a nightie/tent, but Nick loved it.

Would have been a perfect day, except that Daisy woke up, took one look at my dress and started howling.

Monday February 16th

Keep trying on the wedding dress.

It is abittent-like.

But I think if I lose weight it will become the flowing, ethereal princess gown it’s supposed to be.

Tuesday February 17th

Very hungry.

Wednesday February 18th

Lost a pound since the weekend!

Not bad.

Had a low-calorie lemon cheesecake to celebrate. It tasted like fairy liquid.

Wish I was like Laura, who can buy a whole New York cheesecake, carve off a dainty 100 calorie slice, then save the rest for later.

But I’m like Mum. Buy cheesecake. Eat cheesecake.

Thursday February 19th

Ugh. Two pounds heavier this morning. How?

Must remember to weigh myself BEFORE I drink any water or eat breakfast, but AFTER I’ve been for a poo.

Saturday February 21st

Went for a run with Laura this evening.

For all her talk of being running partners, Sadie hasn’t actually made it out with me once. She’s been running with some acting friends – I saw her chatting about it on Facebook. But whenever I’ve tried to set things up she’s always busy.

Laura was all vibrant and full of energy, even at 8pm in the freezing cold.

I wore my fat girl’s running outfit – great big baggy sweatpants and one of Nick’s old T-shirts.

Laura wore sleek black sports leggings and a skintight Lycra vest.

We ran along the street, me huffing and puffing, Laura bouncing along like a gazelle.

By the corner I had to stop.

Laura was very supportive. She’d already run five miles to pick me up so she was on an exercise high. She kept talking about ‘ideal conditions’ for training and that this temperature would be just like the Christmas Marathon.