This little blighter got me earlier. Was walking near to (not even past) the cupboard that had the (cover your eyes:) "biscuit tin" in it. ??Rainy day, tired, busy as heck with work, and in an almost reflex reaction, 167 crunchy, lovable, tasty, but ultimately pointless calories had slipped down my gizzard. ??Now have to train twice tomorrow… in the rain.