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| Wednesday 22nd July 2015 
 Sugar-free breakfast
 
 | Slightly concerned by all these reports about sugar (going off at a tangent slightly, but which sugars? I think that's part of the problem. Apparently large doses of fructose are the culprit here, so when I refer to 'sugar', I'm primarily referring to fructose) being . . . well, basically bad for you . . . I've decided to investigate the possibility of ditching sugar at breakfast. See, I love my breakfast cereal (something high-fibre like All Bran), dried fruit, fruit juice and all that stuff (oh, and what about jam, marmalade, honey?!), so if I ever ditched refined sugar completely, what on earth would I eat at breakfast?! Anyway, it turns out that I only really bother with breakfast on Wednesdays and at the weekends, and then even at the weekend sometimes I just go straight to lunch. So that's like one or two breakfasts a week to think about. So where was I going with this? Oh yeah . . . we probably need to arm ourselves with some science at this point; I've gone for this - "Fat Chance" by Robert Lustig. But whilst waiting for this to arrive . . . today I concocted (what seemed like) a very odd but nonetheless gorgeous breakfast. I wanted to jot it down before I forgot. 
 IngredientsSo yeah . . . I just cut everything up, bunged it all into a small pan and heated it all up until the eggs were all cooked. Absolutely gorgeous . . . or at least I thought so. R****** thought it stank but then he doesn't like eggs much. I'm kinda writing this note to remind myself: all those ingredients together do actually work (yeah, I know, it's basically a red onion / ham / chilli / tomato / potato omelette, with loads of other stuff thrown in). Christ, maybe I could have topped it all with a bit of grated cheese. Never thought of that.Three chilli peppersA tomatoBrown linseedsSunflower seedsPumpkin seedsTwo eggsKnob of butterHamSplash of milkSalt and pepper (loads of pepper)Boiled new potato (one or two)Red onion (a few slivers)
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 Mini football
 
 |     Later on that day . . . well, I was looking after the boys in the morning (their school term now being over) just until M**** returned for school (her school term not being over) . . . so after a fairly leisurely start to the day, we ventured into town with the aim of A****** buying a new football. He was left with the choice of which kind to get, the size, the design, et cetera . . . and opted for this kind of mini-football thing. We took a slightly scenic route back home, going up Park Road and onto the fields at the end of Derwent Road (where it meets Quernmore Road). The boys had a little kick around with the ball and then we went through Williamson Park, back home for lunch. | 
 
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