I was explaining to somebody yesterday about last year's attempt to get on the Great British Bake Off (which returns to our screens soon - whoop, and if I may venture it, whoop!) whilst trying to lose weight.
'Gosh!' she said, 'how on earth did you manage it?'
And so I rattled off my usual spiel about being a cheese-eating crazy who just loves the cheese.
'I love cheese too,' she said, 'I wish I could cut out cheese.'
Now at this juncture I should point out that the woman I was talking to was what I would class as being the approximate width of a stick. This is a purely subjective assessment based on not examining too closely because as a polite person one does not like to stare. But if we were to give people body condition scores like I do every day with dogs and cats...
...then at the highest she was a low 3. I should also mention that it is very judgemental going around body scoring people but if I didn't use that sort of terminology I'd be going down the route of assigning people 'ridiculously skinny' labels. Which is bad.
Because when she said that about wishing she could cut out cheese I had to restrict my natural impulse to say, 'You don't need to lose weight. Look at yourself. You've never fought against your weight.' And all those things that I think whenever I see a skinny person going on about their weight.
And what is it, apart from manners, that stop me saying these things?
It is that I know nothing about what battles other people have had with their weight and with food. All I know about is me. So I don't judge people who are fatter or thinner than me. I'm not Simon Cowell or Judge Rintour. Let them judge and I'll let people get on with having their own weird relationships with their bodies and with food.