August
09
Dad, food and me.
5 years on. Today would have been his birthday.
My father really loved food. His Humpty-Dumpty shape until the age of 70 was testament to that and he always joked that he’d only be able to lose it if it was a matter of life and death. And when he was 70, he was told that it was just that. So he lost just under seven stone. No fuss, no messing, he just did it.
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