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One night Sophie was out with her friend Laura. They met a couple of men and there was an immediate chemistry between Sophie and James Stephens. He was good looking, charismatic, great fun and obviously attracted to Sophie. The fact that he was rich (complete with Maserati) didn't matter to her - but it didn't do any harm either. What's not to like? Well, there's nothing 'not to like' but just the odd thing that might give some pause for thought. He's forty five and never been married - and has a history of dating super-slim models. But - he is obviously very taken with Sophie and she falls head-over-heels for him.
There weren't warning bells but James was just a little elusive - but then businessmen do have to do quite a bit of travelling. Sophie never quite knew where she stood. Were they an item? Or not? Gradually she became more confident about the relationship - but then the first niggles crept in. James was used to the model body and sometimes, well, he just didn't fancy Sophie. But then other times he did. In the end it came down to the fact that he 'couldn't get past her weight'. Are we talking about the lady who sings at the end of the show? No - we're talking about someone who just occasionally finds her size twelve cords just a little snug but sometimes is down to a size eight.
Of course this is not helped by Sophie's job. She works as a pudding developer for a major supermarket and that involves quite a lot of eating. And what do you do when your confidence is at rock bottom? Obviously - you eat.