Got up late. Bit of a hangover. Drank my pint of black coffee and decided that the fight vs Belly had to continue. Low fat yogurt it is then. Packs of summer fruits yogurts which read:
- Rasperry
- Strawberry
- Senga strawberry (???)
- Rasperry and loganberry (???)
- Strawberry and rasperry
- Heritage rasperry…do they go back to Henry VIII??? what’s this??? Never heard of Heritage summer fruits. Oh well.
I don’t want to take any risk, my head is pounding, so strawberry it is then. Safe bet. But I can’t resist to try the Heritage rasperry. Really can’t. Yummm. Actually, I can’t tell the difference between the Heritage and the normal variety. Is this the Michelin’s of rasperry? And what’s this on the pot? Ah, good marketing s**t. It says: FABULOUS low fat yogurt. I am not sure what to think of that. So, all the other varieties of yogurt that they sell are not good? Not fabulous, sorry, just your average day-yogurt. Eat me if you want. Who comes up with these straplines? For the record, the two yogurts were very bland. They tasted of the fruit they were supposed to taste, which is a start, but they were everything except fabulous. Low fat yogurts, never again. Fabulous or not, you’ll be staying on the shelves as far as I am concerned. Ohhhhh bitchy today, blame the drinking [last night]. I should go to the gym. I won’t. I don’t have enough energy to shift my bum off the sofa. I can barely type. Not good at handling hangovers as I used to be. Or maybe the fabulous yogurt is to blame. Not enough fabulous. I have been conned and I want my money back. Off to the supermarket to get my 50p refund. It’s the little things that count in life.
