Yes, I’ve always been a porker. I think I was eight and a half pounds at birth, or something ridiculous that gave my mother quite a shock.
Apart from a brief growth spurt during my teens, when the increase in vertical size overtook the horizontal one for a few memorable years, I’ve always been the sort of chap who has trouble buying clothes off the peg.
That’s why I was exceptionally chuffed when I got on the scales last week and saw my weight had hit 95kg. That’s still a lot, and...
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