Wandering over to the buffet table, my eye trailed over all the delicious festive food. Quiches, crisps, cheesecake – how could I resist? I was far from hungry – the day before I’d stuffed myself full of turkey and all the trimmings, and today, I was enjoying a Christmas buffet, already scoffing a packed plateful. But it all looked so good.
It was Christmas 2020 and, barely able to squeeze into my size-22 clothes, I was constantly conscious of my weight. ‘But what does it matter?’ I thought, popping a sausage roll into my mouth and another two on to my plate. Having spent most of the year working from home
