Six years ago I lost five kilos. I don’t know where they went. Like yours perhaps, they were the niggley five that I had wanted to shed for years, so I didn’t miss them. Of course we never lose weight from exactly where we want. I’m sure my derriere and thighs are pretty much the same size as ever. One of the many annoying things that happens with ageing is gaunt. You happily lose weight but unexpected hollows appear, or extra skin. Gravity, too, over the years may have deleterious effects on parts of your anatomy. At this time, I’m ahead of those who still are working on their pesky five, ten, or twenty kilograms, but we all have the same challenge: to like ourselves exactly the way we are – without necessarily being complacent if weight gain is interfering with our health.