Squeezing into a size-20 at the age of 12, it was easy to see why I’d earned the nickname 'Big Nic’.
Every morning, I’d help the local sweetshop owner open up in exchange for free sweets.
At home, scoffing hearty meals, my appetite grew...and grew!
Leaving school, a social gal, I’d down up to 10 pints on some nights out.
And, at 24, I wore a size-24 dress to wed David, now 30.
Together we’ve two kids, Macey-Jean, 9, and David Jnr, 4.
After Macey-Jean, I was bigger than ever and suddenly felt miserable. I tried various diets but, returning to old habits weeks later, I’d pile back on whatever I’d lost.
Then, after I’d had David Jnr, I was tipping the scales at 22st, a size-26.
Embarrassed, I’d make…
