When I was living at home (like, a month ago) I threw out a block of cheese. I have no self-restraint when it comes to cheese so I just had to throw it into the rubbish bin and hope it made its way to those starving kids in Africa. Mum was mad that I had thrown out a seven dollar block of cheese. I was just relieved to be released from the power it had over me. Then she bought another block. Maybe if I eat heaps of cheese I will develop an allergy so severe that it will poison me if I try to eat it? That seems to be my best option for getting over this cheese addiction.
And then I came to London and cheese here is less than two pounds pounds, even the fancy stuff, like feta.