I’m told I’m skinny – imagine telling someone they’re looking fat – why is obesity normalised?’

I’m told I’m skinny – imagine telling someone they’re looking fat – why is obesity normalised?’

Obesity has overtaken smoking as the UK’S number-one killer. It is the top cause of preventable deaths and, shockingly, it didn’t even warrant huge headlines.

We used to laugh at the lardy, 73% of morbidly obese Americans, and their obsession with super-size everything, especially food, and now we’re not that far removed from them.

One in every four people on our little island is dying because of their weight and the burden it puts on every single vital organ in the body. That is truly shocking.

It also badly affects self-esteem and mental health, and often becomes an obsession, controlling people’s lives. Not to mention overburdening the NHS, which at this particular time is something our precious, free service just does not need.

You see, it’s not solely the person affected that suffers – it is also having a really massive effect on our health service, already costing £4.2billion per year and expected to rise. Obesity is becoming normalised. I get told I’m too skinny – imagine telling someone they’re looking way too fat!

Well, now, surely, is where we start the fight back. Let’s have a look at where it all started.

So when DID human beings begin eating buckets, boxes and huge cartons of food rather than having bought fresh ingredients themselves, before turning them into delicious healthy meals, eaten off a modest-sized plate, with a knife and fork, and no elbows on the table, please!

No surprises… it was, of course, KFC, Pizza Hut and McDonald’s.

When McDonald’s opened its first UK store in London’s Woolwich in October 1974 there was no going back.

Its food to be fair, for what it is, is excellent – the problem is it’s too easy, too readily available, doesn’t require any effort in the kitchen whatsoever. No cutlery, no plate even.

A roast dinner used to be the big treat of the week in most households, yet we managed to fit everything on to a plate, with a knife and fork, and no elbows on the table, thank you!

I distinctly recall a shift in the 1970s following the advent of fast food. I know I put on weight, which as a self-conscious teenager, wasn’t a welcome visitor. Now, though, obesity fuelled by fast food is out of control.

Just ask NHS ­bariatric surgeons, who deal with the messy aftermath, caused by the greed of big companies, every single day.

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