Well. Now we've had my Grandma's funeral and I've said goodbye properly and I'm back home in Glasgow, I feel like my new year can begin.

It was a lovely service - simple and dignified just like Grandma : ) I do miss her, but Mum's given me the bookcase that was right next to Grandma's chair and two necklaces, which all make me feel like she's still with me.

Still it was a difficult weekend. In fact it was a difficult couple of weeks between Christmas and the funeral. Grandma was just such a major part of my life, even when I moved up to Scotland, it's so difficult to imagine her not being there any more.

I have to confess I've been using my grief as an excuse. I've eaten a shortbread round, indian takeaway, bisctuis, chips, a whole jar of marshmallows, chocolate, cake, ice cream. You name it, I've probably nommed it.

But I can't go on like this, I know this isn't the way I want to live. Plus it's really quite hard to exercise knowing that I'm only working off those marshmallows and not actually getting anywhere with my weight loss.

So today is my new year new start. No resolutions - they don't last. Just me taking those first steps back in the right direction. I started today with drinking my 8 glasses of water (yes, that has slipped too) and tomorrow I will drink 8 again and aim for 5 lots of freggies. One wee bit at a time.