“La la la la la la la la la… la la la la la la la la la…”

“I love my body, I love my body…”

Had any one of you placed a listening device within my home last Saturday evening, these are the mantas you would have heard emanating from the walls, as I lay in bed suffering from what for me was a busy Saturday.

That morning I woke and did very little. The kitchen table had been set the night before so all I had to do was dress and put bread and milk and butter out. Then I sat and rested until three...