You`ll to watch the roasties then, eh hh? 

I wouldn't mind a couple, Ruth - hh can have the other one!

t_i_n has already said he has odd testes though, Ruth.

Oh god, did I write that? I mean "tastes".

Honestly - all these skinny people (and those with odd testes - but let's just move switfly on )

I'm naturally curvy rather than slim, and whatever dress size I am, I'm always heavier than I look.  Apparently the ideal weight for my height is about 9st 4lbs, but the lightest I've ever been in my adult life was about 9st 8lbs (when I was 21) which was the point at which people started asking me if I'd been ill    On the BMI scale I could get down to not much over 8 stone before I'd be classed as underweight, but by then I'd have snapped in half!

I look and feel healthy at between 10 and 11 stone.  I'm currently 13.5

Aside from the comparative safety of your route, David, it helps that it's such a scenic route - which can't be said for my route from North Camberwell to Southwark Bridge via the delightful Aylesbury Estate

I would however like to get into the habit of cycling around South London.  Camberwell to Crystal Palace (where my singing teacher lives) via East Dulwich (to go to the butcher's) should be a lovely route, with plenty of hills for a good workout, and lots of parks and backstreets to go through to keep off the roads.

Kittybriton - you've put me in mind of whoever it was that said "What do you mean I'm not in good shape.  Round is a great shape."

My BMI would make me borderline obese, but if you saw me you'd know I was nothing of the sort.  I'm very lucky in one respect, as because of my body shape I'm NOT round, and indeed I'd have to be seriously obese before I would ever become round.  I'm very curvy, and I carry my excess weight in all the classic female places.  I don't so much get fat as become more and more of a cartoonish hourglass. 

I really enjoy walking and used to do lots of it as a matter of course, but I've been increasingly lazy in the last couple of years, and lack of exercise increases lethargy so it becomes a vicious circle.

I'm at the point where I need to say to myself "RIGHT, I'm going to EXERCISE now" and go somewhere designated for the purpose so a Lycra-clad Rottweiler can make me jump around for an hour and thus give me a good kick up the bum.

I almost always walk to and from the supermarket - the best ones near me are a twenty minute walk away through the park, which isn't bad for fresh air.  I have a funky black and pink Rolser trolley which takes a surprising volume of groceries.

I'm more interested in being generally fit and trim, improving muscle tone and losing my spare tyre, than either getting down to a particular dress size or losing a predetermined amount of weight.  I'm doing it as much to get my metabolism going and my energy levels back as to lose the pounds.  I'm intending to focus more on the general wellbeing side of it and hope that the weight loss follows naturally.

I did some work a little while ago with a company in Basel, where, in high summer, it is quite the thing after work to change into your cozzie, put your clothes in a watertight bag, and swim down the Rhine with the current (assuming that's where you live, of course!)

The company didn't specialise in the protection of chunks of magic gold, by any chance?