It's not how much you stuff in your gob, it's what you stuff in that matters and whether you stuff more in than expel out. A bit like over filling a petrol tank.
Even today doing my weekly shop I have had to negotiate my way around those of a larger size.
It saddens me when I not only see the XXL sized parents, but their XXL sized off spring following along behind a shopping trolley fill to the rafters of crisps, processed foods and copious amounts of fizzy drinks, of which a number are usually diet Coke ( makes them feel better but can actually mak you fatter as it sends the wrong signals to your brain regarding sugars ).
I have to disagree with 'we are not a nation of fatties' when every 4th person I see is fat.
Oh, I forgot can't call them fat can we, it's not allowed anymore, we have to be nice instead.
But being fat is still fat whichever way you look at it. Check out the number of mobility scooters with fat people on them, too fat to work, too fat to walk, catch 22
No doubt it will soon be a jail able offence to point at someone and shout 'hey fat arse let me get past'.
Down vote me to hell, I care not.