The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]

Viking Appetites And Metabolisms…

 

Anyone who knows Freddie will know he is one of the World’s nicest guys. 

He is smart, caring and a truly wonderful, loving father to his 3 beautiful kids.

Infact, he is one of those all round ‘good guys’ … the bastard!

However there is one chink in his ‘nice’ armour – and that is food, both interms of what he eats and how much of it.

In short, he attacks food with all the gusto of a Viking warrior.  There’s no subtlety, it’s attack, attack, attack.

I remember sitting in an airport lounge with him as he tucked into FOUR bloody ice-cream tubs.  FOUR!!!

And what makes me really sick is that while he eats and remains svelte, I resemble a beach ball that has been blown up to its full capacity.

Above are the TWO plates of desserts he ate tonight.  After scoffing TWO plates of mains. The man is a machine!

There is no point to this entry other than I am weirdly proud [and in awe] of him …

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