Detox, schmetox

Felix and I - after much reflection and too much junk food on the drive home from Port Macquarie - decided to spend last weekend detoxing.











We had it planned: fruit juices, healthy salads, lots of lying around feeling wonderful and healthy, smug and clear.

By the time we arrived home from seeing "Daywatch" at the cinema (no popcorn or choc top (!), just fresh watermelon juice and a mixed salad with toasted pecans and orange segments), we were freakin' exhausted. I still needed to make all organic vegetable stock to have with and we gave in.






Delivery Deal #4 rocks. Especially if you scoff 15 mini Daim bars before it arrives.