CHUNK TO HUNK!
Hearing the doorbell ring, I heaved myself off the sofa.
‘Here you go, mate,’ the Dominos delivery driver said, handing over a stack of boxes.
Licking my lips, I opened up large Mighty Meteor and large Hot and Spicy pizzas, along with sides of 14 chicken strips, 14 chicken kickers, two portions of potato wedges and cookies for after.
It was more than enough to feed me, my wife Cara, 47, and our son Alfie, 11, for a couple of days.
