I didn't choke today

For anyone worried about my daft rushed eating habits, I think the solution came today.

My nearest and dearest (I call her Ruthilicious, but don't tell anyone) politely but firmly put a breakfast bowl with cereal in front of my face at 6.15am at home and said "eat... slowly".

I did. My hunger pangs and resulting giddiness didn't kick in all morning and, when they did, were not so serious that I had to bolt (or choke) on pasta.

Hurray!

Let's hope, for the kids' sake, that I can keep it up.