I'll be honest. I've looked better than I did on this picture of me at a peak of my wobbliness. Perhaps it's a good thing that I'm remembering how bad it can get on the day I've noticed my weight at a new level of being under control.

The picture below is where the righthand image came from. I was significantly heavier and wider there than was practical or fragrant. Pity my long-suffering fiancee of the time. She had to share a life with THAT!. Ok. Stop pitying her now. Back to pitying me.



The photo was a proof photo of my place of employment, not evidence in some "who ate all the pies" court case.