So, this is my Saturday night - dinner at the mother-in-law's (chicken and salad), then home with a cup of tea on the couch and a German detective series on the telly. How rock and roll is that?

And you know, I'm rather pleased I can understand German! Huzzah!

So anyhoo - even though my MIL is on a low-carb kick, she still serves coffee with a biscuit - and it's killing my guts. My abdomen is in knots from one normal-sized bickie! I just cannot take wheat anymore, I just can't! My mother suffers terribly from IBS, but she will not give up bread, no matter what I say - wheat is so addictive that people will eat it despite its consequences. Even me now, with my guts in turmoil. Urgh.