I was queuing with other patrons at my favourite pizza parlour in Bel Air last Saturday to take advantage of a buy-one-get-two special.
Pizza traditionally takes a while to prepare and the queue was growing longer.
We were growing impatient when in walked what looked like a whale on two feet.
Nowadays you'll be accused of fat-shaming but during my school days we routinely took the mickey out of a fatty boom boom.
One hapless classmate was teased for being obese and christened Holsum after the then popular cooking fat.
I could not take my eyes off the rotund kid and wondered whether it was genetic or a result of the malady of bad eating habits at home.
His face shone brightly when his number was called which was for two pizzas he had ordered. He proceeded to destroy them gleefully while we watched in amazement.
Child obesity has become a health hazard in this country in proportion with the rise of the black middle class.
As a result, we are now eating out more and junk food has become the currency during lunch and supper.
Health minister Aaron Motsoaledi introduced a sugar tax this year to try and combat lifestyle diseases that have wreaked havoc and brought healthcare under pressure.