I once read that Ozzy Osbourne told his wife she was a perfect 10 and admit to a passing tinge of envy...well OK I was jealous! Confession time over!
One of the perks of my job is the uniform. A cassock covers a multitude of weight-watcher 'sins' and is a great cover-up for those of us with more 'Dibley-esque' proportions and whose chocolate consumption makes such a perfection rating highly unlikely.
