Reading the F2 Diet book has been a revelation, as I’ve never given any thought to calories or what kinds of food might make me fat.  Running my cleaning business meant putting on weight was never an issue, what with all the dashing around and the stress of trying to keep both cleaners and clients happy.  Not to mention living in dread of the afternoon phone call – ‘I won’t be coming in tonight…’

So I entered my forties in the misguided belief I could eat whatever I liked, despite the growing evidence to the contrary.  The F2 book has a section on the fat content of various foods and I can tell you it’s been an eye-opener.  I have become one of those people who reads labels like a hawk.  I mean, how come plain chocolate has more fat than milk, when everybody knows plain is (sort of) good for you?  And you know those teacakes, the kind with marshmallow on a biscuit base covered in microscopically thin chocolate you can bash with a spoon and peel like a boiled egg?  16g of fat per 100g when I could have sworn I was eating mainly air.  I can see that to get and stay slim I need to wisen up.