The meaning of delicious

As I opened the fridge door at work and groped the inside for a bottle of Lucozade, my worst fears were confirmed.

We've now entered a zero zone. Each soft drink in the fridge was 'Zero'.

There are two things, in this regard, that might help you understand why this is a problem for me:

1) I have a slender body and enjoy food which includes full fat and full sugar content. As it happens I also enjoy salad and fruit and generally eat very healthily (having to suffer more than I have to is something I flatly refuse to do),

2) I am on a mission to find the person who came up with this zero nonsense. Fizzy drinks were never supposed to be healthy for you and this inventor, whoever s/he is, should be shot, and immediately.

Thankfully, during lunch I was able to spot an untainted can of Coke.

Also, at lunch today we finished part two of a 'training session'.

Thankfully I work for a company that pays great attention to its employees. This is why, instead of the usual fare of sandwiches, posh crisps and fruit salad, we had Pizza and an assortment of salads. And then I ate, paying little attention to what was actually being said. In this regard, I can say I've heard it all before.

And next friday, in the office, we'll have 'scone day' - for those of you unaware of this custom from your own working lives, this is where we recieve a firm wide email telling us that scones, clotted cream and jam are available in the kitchen from 3pm onwards for our consumption. The last time I took advantage of this cake phenomenon, I nearly came.