When was the last time you saw me eating meat?

Are you sure? I think if you looked carefully, that was actually a bean-burger. Or a veggie burrito.

In fact, my last meaty meal was on 31st January. It was a slightly disappointing steak baguette, and I had it with my good friend Mr Berry.

Veguary was quite a success last year, and people had been asking me if  I would be repeating it this year.

So, I thought I'd try it again. But with a twist to make it more interesting: Covert Veguary. Or Invisiveguary if you prefer.

I told no-one. Well, actually, I did tell one person because I'm basically incapable of keeping a secret. But no-one else knew. Especially not Dr K who, when I told her over a celebratory plate of hot chicken wings at Nando's on the 1st March, was astounded.  Look, here's her astounded face:

She didn't really say that.  She's far too nice a girl for that sort of language.

For the record... here's that plate of chicken wings:

Somehow, I managed it. For a whole month, I ate nothing but vegetarian approved fayre. Blimey, it was hard work doing it in secret. Covert curries. Sneaky sausages. Fajita facades. Falsified feasts, Camouflaged Chineses. All manner of alliteratively ambiguous... er... food...

There were a few tricky moments.  For example, my friend Jo very kindly offered to make us dinner one evening.  She was making chicken fajitas.  Yum.  This presented me with a bit of a dilemma.  I'd either have to feign some sort of illness, or hope that no-one noticed that I was only stuffing my wrap with cheese, onions and peppers.  I kind've imagined the conversation going like this:

My luck was in however and on the day we were supposed to be going over, Dr K contracted a horrible chest infection (no, not my hands...) which had her in agony!  So we couldn't go.  I have to say, I've never been so pleased to see Dr K in such excruciating pain!

But no-one noticed. Well actually - during the course of the month, the lack of meat in my meal was the subject of comment by just two people. But not even they made the connection between that one meal and all the others!

(And before you start claiming that you knew what was going on all along - stop deluding yourself.  If you didn't pipe up then, you can't pretend you'd noticed, you fool!)

I suppose this calls for some profound insight into how people are so wrapped up in their own little lives that they don't have a clue what's going on around them.  They are, but who wants to read a post full of smugness?  There's plenty of other people around being smug about their perceived superiority without me adding to it.

Instead of smugness, how about a picture of some steak:

I love steak and plan to go and eat one really soon.  Who's with me?