Michael Harding: I worry I’m the elephant in the room

Even though I walked a lot, it was doing me no good. Because every time I went out I ate more

When I go to Enniskillen I can’t resist picking up loads of rashers and sausages in O’Doherty’s of Belmore Street

When I go to Enniskillen I can’t resist picking up loads of rashers and sausages in O’Doherty’s of Belmore Street

One morning in January I jumped out of bed and flung my pyjamas off and stood naked at the mirror. I had been avoiding drink since New Years eve, in the hope of losing my beer belly.

But I was disappointed. “Mister Bumble,” as the General describes him, was staring at me from the mirror.

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