A friend and I were ruefully discussing our expanding waistlines. Here in Italy at this time of year we start to "change our wardrobes",
fare il cambio d'armadio. This means that our heavy, thick winter clothes are carefully washed and stored for next winter, and our lighter clothes are brought out and aired. This is when you realise that nourishing winter food and the hot chocolates that were needed to keep the cold at bay have taken their toll. Last year's clothes are a bit tight. This must be a general problem in many countries.
My friend said that in Rumania there is an advert for slimming products.
It shows a little girl watching her elder sister stand on the bathroom scales. She asks her in a concerned way if it hurts her. When her sister tells her it doesn't, she then says, "Why does mummy cry every time she stands on them then?"
He made up a little hum that very morning as he was doing his Stoutness Exercises in front of the glass:
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la
Rum-tum-tiddle-um-tum
Winnie-the-Pooh
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