Fatty suggests I slurp down a vat of custard at bedtime to cure my insomnia I’m struggling with insomnia. For the past month, I wake up at 2 am every morning and can’t go back to sleep.  I was checking out at the supermarket and ten ton tessie on the check out (cross between a giant turd and a melted candle) made idle conversation. Asked me how I was. I said I was tired and explained my problem. “Oh, you should eat comfort food in bed just before you go to sleep. Like a big bowl of warm custard or pudding”. I’m sure the disgust was evident on my face as I responded by saying “I don’t want to get fat”. It looked me up and down wistfully. “Oh”, it said.  “But you look fine, it won’t do any harm”. It wasn’t the time or the place to explain that I look the way I do because I don’t indulge in such foul habits. I grabbed my stuff and walked away at a brisk pace, all 51kg of me.