Jermey Langmead filled space in the Guardian with one of those metropolitan moans columns that I usually find deeply tedious. However, I started to enjoy this one with its assault on the puritanical and narcissistic health fanaticism of our day. I cheered at the idea of a ‘Pot Belly Protection Society’. Then I saw the waist size that was causing him grief was 34 inches. I haven’t had one that small since I was about nine! Finally, he proposes barring people from his society who are really ‘obese’. So, us fatties would be banned from his precious club, which is really for skinny people who are pretending to be fat. Get some ambition Jeremy. Get stuck into those calories.
Sometimes I dream about finding ways of earning a living here in Greece. The other day I thought of starting a holiday company – Club 18-30 Stone. Holiday heaven for the heavy – and Langmead, you do not qualify.