The thread just reminded me of Catherine Tate�s character Nan. My grandparents said similar things. I remember happily skipping down East Ham High Street in my youth and the old West Indian women sitting on the street benches calling me a skinny little white boy who needed fattening up.
Nothing wrong with reminiscing, and I see no malicious intent in the thread. For all intents and purposes I was definitely skinny, definitely white, and still a boy at heart. The fattening came naturally. I laughed at them laughing at me.