Where Have I Gone?
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Pauline Quirke was a skinny child, a slim teenager, a curvy woman, then - according to her bathroom scales (curse them), just plain fat. Yes, the "F" word. Tipping the scales at nearly 280 lbs., with creaking knees and a dodgy ankle to boot, at the beginning of 2011 Pauline had reached a crisis point. Something had to change, and fast. It was never going to be an easy ride, but with her trademark warmth and sense of humour, Pauline recounts the highs and lows of the rollercoaster year in which she whips herself, and her life, into shape, with a fair few tales from her celebrated forty-year acting career thrown into the bargain. She reveals all: from the strain of working long hours away from home on one of Britain's most popular soaps to renewing her wedding vows and reuniting with her Birds of a Feather co-stars; from battling the bulge and facing the naysayers to rediscovering the joys of airline travel, without a seatbelt extension. Honest and revealing, Where Have I Gone? is brimming with brilliantly funny anecdotes and truly moving moments. So put your feet up and join Pauline as she embarks on the most incredible year of her life.
the weight, was the sense of responsibility I felt to LighterLife. Something that Steve and I have always instilled in the kids, right from when they were little and had pet hamsters and the like, is that if you take on a commitment you have to stick with it. That’s how I felt about this weight-loss plan, however terrifying it seemed on day one. There was a firm commitment, a contract in fact, and once the news of what I was undertaking was out there, I also knew that people were going to be
under contract, some smart Alec paparazzi type would snap an unbecoming picture of me sneaking out of Greggs with a half-eaten cheese and onion pasty about my person – not a good look! So that was another concern. The main thing, however, was always me and how I felt about myself, and how desperately I wanted to face those feelings head on. I knew that I was only going to do this once, and I knew that it had to be now. No slip-ups this time. I was up for it! So how was this going to work day to
clothing. I spotted a beautiful leather jacket one day when I was out looking for a suit for Charlie to wear for college, but the jacket was �150. That, to me, is a lot. I know some folk wouldn’t think so, but I do. I mean, for me to spend that amount on a jacket it would have to do the housework for me, and make me a cup of tea when I asked it to. It would have to be some special leather jacket! I also decided to keep my beautiful suede jacket: you know, the one that I adored but was too small
cast and crew is something very special. There was simply nothing I could say that could express how I was feeling. So I took one final little curtsy, and walked out of the studio. I guess, if nothing else, that’s one thing I’ve learned over the years. Always know when to keep your mouth shut! It’s amazing how much stuff one can accumulate in eighteen months, as I discovered when the time came to furiously cram all the bits and bobs from my Leeds flat into boxes, ready for Steve to collect me.
two hours to get there, and by the time we got out of the car Corey was very grey indeed. Still, after he’d thrown his guts up in the car park he felt a lot better and we cheered him up by buying him a bucket and spade so he could play on the beach. Then we fell upon a rather nice restaurant called Trenchers for lunch and I decided that I hadn’t driven two hours just to pick at a flamin’ salad, so I kicked off with a prawn cocktail and then dove straight into the haddock and chips. Gorgeous.