He admitted recently: "I'll be honest - I'm doing this mad thing where I'm trying to fool myself into believing I'm not eating chocolate. About five o'clock every morning I wake up with this longing for sugar."
"I'll walk all the way down to the kitchen. So there I am in a soporific state pretending I’m not getting through a block of chocolate the size of Sussex."
He's even had to start dressing to accomodate his new chocolate belly - and a bit of egomania helps too: "I'm more at home in tracksuit and trainers but there is something about a three-quarter length coat. You're thinking, 'Yeah people are staring, but act like you're ace and maybe they won't see the little fatty you saw back in your dressing room'."