Scooping slices of juicy turkey and roast potatoes, I spent hours making Christmas dinner in 2020.
Plating up, I served lunch for my partner Jonathan, 36, and our boys Hugo, eight, and Heston, seven.
Personally, I was never a massive fan of a roast dinner, but Jonathan loved it.
Only, as the kids tucked in, I watched him push his food around the plate.
Having tested positive for Covid, I knew he was feeling under the weather.
But his symptoms were being exacerbated by one thing – his weight.
Wearing a 6XL in clothes, I wasn’t sure exactly how much Jonathan weighed, but I knew he wasn’t healthy.
And this Christmas, it seemed worse than ever.
The excess pounds made Jonathan tired all the time – he was constantly sleeping.
He couldn’t walk far and had ulcers on
