My son Thomas yawned as he pushed the food around on his plate. I’d made his favourite – fish fingers, but he’d hardly touched them. ‘Can I go and watch the TV now?’ he asked hopefully. ‘Go on then,’ I sighed, clearing away his leftovers.
It was November 2018 and Thomas had turned five a couple of months before. His recent loss of appetite and energy was starting to worry me. He’d always been such a foodie, especially when it came to fish. So, it was a real concern when he started turning his nose up at his favourite dishes. He was also struggling with a nasty cough that just wouldn’t budge.
Having previously been a schoolteacher, I knew kids Thomas’ age
