Amen, Tim. So chuck away the scales. They're big-time deceivers. Stick with the good old wobble test. Run plenty, eat plenty, and, most importantly, aim to take pleasure in every step and every mouthful.
Woo-hoo! The weekend beckons! So does the big pile of paperwork under my desk, but dammit, I can handle that.
And Kevin the Teenager has survived 4 days in grammar school without being suspended (a big achievement for a kid who has spent the last 2 years in the behaviour support system) and Angelmouse, I am told, has come home from school festooned with certificates and stickers. Maybe my regime of benign neglect hasn't done them too much damage after all.