Grimacing with embarrassment, I watched from the sidelines as the other kids ran across the playground.
It was September 1991 and age 8,I was already a size 14.
The biggest, slowest, I was signed off PE, always the odd one out.
I'd always been big, my mum taking me to the GP for the first time when I was 4, concerned about my size.
But docs hadn't been able to help, and I grew and grew.
School lunch was usually sausage rolls, or pizza and chips, topped off with gravy.
And although at home Mum cooked fresh dinners, sweets an occasional treat, I kept