In the meantime, you'll have to do with this...
Thank you...come again...
Thanks also to my mate, he knows why.

When you are younger, you can eat what you like, drink what you like, and still climb into your twentysix-inch waist trousers and zip them closed. And then you reach that age : twenty-four, twenty-five, your muscles give up, they wave a little white flag, and without any warning at all, you're suddenly a fat bastard.