My latest health tests resulted in me being handed two mostly conflicting sheets of what to eat and what to avoid. I think once I strip my diet of everything on both avoid sheets I’m left with brown rice and possibly carrots*.
When I got home, hungry after a breakfast-free morning, I opened a packet of chocolate digestives and buried my head in the crumbs. Or rather, the crumbs in my head. When I was finished I washed them down with half a pint of milk.
Big oats? Check.
Things I enjoy eating? Check.
Carrots? Not a trace.
But anyway, digestive biscuits are good for digestion, right?
* Yes, I’m exaggerating. But not as much as I’d like to..