Grabbing snacks for the evening, I’d have a range of everything balanced on my lap.
From multipacks of crisps to chocolate bars, it wasn’t long until the Indian menu intrigued me enough to place another order.
It was always a Tandoori mixed grill or lamb Madras with a keema naan.
And it was true that I liked my food
With my weight creeping up on me every year that I got older throughout my 20s, by the time me and my husband David, now 72, welcomed our daughter Danielle, now 31, into the world, I’d already reached a size 18.
Only, as being a new parent took its toll, comfort eating was something that I turned to time and time again.
And just as quickly as Danielle was old enough to go to school, I’d ballooned – squeezing myself into a size 30, toppling the scales at 24st.
Looking back at my eating habits as a child, we had a ‘don’t leave the table until you’ve
