I love food. I always have and I dare say I always will.
I’m by no means an adventurous eater – I was the fussiest child ever – but food brings me a huge amount of joy. I can (and usually do) get excited about dinner at breakfast time, and there are few things better than a cup of tea and a piece of chocolate for lifting my mood.
Lately, though, I’ve been feeling a little guilty about food…