Black and White

So Sally arrives on Wednesday and of course I want to look my best. But I must admit that I do have a couple of tan lines. Well three to be exact: one around the neck and then on each wrist. Underneath my cycling clothes my skin does remain a trifle white.

Now of course she may not notice but just to ensure the desired look of a bronzed Adonis I could keep the clothes on all the time that she is here. But then, given the amount of weight I have lost over the past five weeks, she may not spot me at all.