In the Johnson family, fat sits central. “Who has the fattiest tummy?”my father would ask his grandchildren, and – until he lost stones in the I’m a Celebrity… jungle – my father Stanley used to win the Fatty Tummy contest. As the years pass, there are other contenders.
When I sailed into my 50s, I took on more ballast. Compared with ten years ago, I am stouter. I exercise just as much and eat less. I even have love handles.
But I have a theory that men
