If you were to sit down and think up the most unhealthy diet you could, there’s a fair chance you’d be pretty close to what I used to eat.
Breakfast would consist of whatever cakes or biscuits were left over from the night before or, more usually, nothing at all. For lunch I would pop to the bakers 3 doors down from my house for a Cornish pasty, bag of crisps and a Belgium bun, then a chocolate bar in the afternoon. Dinner would usually be a ready-meal, pizza or sandwich, followed by a chocolate bar or bag of sweets; at weekends the ready-meal would be replaced by a takeaway.
Hard to believe I’m overweight, eh?
About the only thing my diet had going for it is that I only drink water – no soft drinks or alcohol at all – for reasons I’ll go in to another time.

