I'm married to husband number 2 (who's counting, except me?), have a 14 year old son and live in south-west England.
I'm on a constant diet in an effort to return to my fleeting body shape of 2002 - a size 10 before my hormones caught up with me. Hence the Footballer's Knees. And the Bingo Wings. And the Muffin Tops. Just writing that makes me think of Nigella's finest Chocolate and Snickers combination. An unhealthy relationship with food - me?