I've probably mentioned this before, but I once witnessed a mum screaming hysterically in the supermarket because her toddler gravitated towards the fish counter.
Like a full moon, the nuggets fairly come out in the wintry conditions.
Tailgating, despite the increased safe braking distance, driving at ridiculous speeds, failing to clear their vehicles of snow before setting out etc...
I'm a massive Van Morrison fan, seen him over 20 times live and had booked tickets for his concert at Kelvingrove last summer, subsequently rescheduled for this summer.
However the wee fat grumpy baldy f**k can take a hike after his Covid denial nonsense...
As someone who has always been a skinny person, I can relate to this.
Also taught me not to judge morbidly obese people. To crave food 24-7 must be hellish.
How to get around this is almost impossible. Like any other addiction sadly...
Would have liked to have seen my team play in six finals at Hampden between 1927 and 1953 but wouldn't fancy being British Empire cannon fodder in WW1.
Maybe being born around 1910 or so?
Probs have to work down the pit for a living, but might have been worth it for the fitba.