Dieting: A new discussion topic for the lads

Questioning my better half as to whether the washing machine had ‘yet again shrunk one of my shirts’ became common every time I noticed extra strain on one of my shirt buttons. Add this to my inability to see more than the tips of my toes as I glimpse towards the ground and I think that it could be time to admit I may have joined the ranks of the average Irish man. Overweight and suffering from a serious case of denial.
I am your quintessential Irishman. I like Taytos, chocolate, Guinness and burgers... and I like my portions to be on the hefty side. I am happy and confident when I have these, however confidence isn’t always the dominant emotion.