The New Evolution Diet
This was being promoted in The Sunday Times yesterday.
It basically says eat a variety of foods, like vegetables, meat, fish and eggs, nuts and fruit and avoid foods like grains, dairy, starchy foods, some fruit and soy beans. It also advises taking exercise, most of which appears to be walking and simple arm and back exercises. But then Dogtor J has been saying things like this for health in people and their pets for years.
Looking at it in more detaill, it is very close to what a coeliac might eat, except that I probably eat too many potatoes and bananas for the diet’s liking.
So have we coeliacs been right all along in avoiding grains like wheat and barley?
My late wife, C, wasn’t a coeliac, but she followed a virtually gluten-free diet, as she didn’t want to cook separately for me. She also did plenty of exercise.
In the end it didn’t do her any good, as she died of a very rare squamous cell carcinoma of the heart, but only a few months before she died, I took this picture on the beach in the Aeolian Islands.
The Not-So-Quick Brown Fox
I went to Sainsbury’s in the Essex Road this morning and on the zebra crossing, close to where my mate, Sid, used to live was a dead fox. He was rather a small and mangy individual and had probably been hit by a vehicle.
I’ve seen a couple in my road, but at least they keep quiet at night and I haven’t smelled one yet. Once smelled, you never forget the pungent odour.
A Disappointing Result at the Morgue
I went in hope to Chelski for the FA Cup match with Ipswich. I returned very disappointed, as it seemed that the Town players virtually gave up after thirty minutes.
Inside Stamford Bridge
Chelski may have an impressive stadium, but I wasn’t very impressed with the pitch and it certainly wasn’t up to the standard at Portman Road.
Considering that there were 41,000 people inside it was also very quiet.
I last went to Stamford Bridge in probably about 1963 to see Spurs play. In those days, you stood in an enormous terrace alongside the pitch, with the so-called Shed sticking up like a thumb to your left on the other side. There was also a lot more aggro about and Spurs and Chelsea still have a certain amount of bitterness between them.
One thing that hasn’t changed is the difficulty of getting to the ground. I took the train to Fulham Broadway to get there and coming home, I did what we did in the 1960s and walked to South Kensington. From there in the 1960s, I would have taken the Piccadilly Line to Oakwood. Yesterday, I just took it to Piccadilly Circus and got a bus from there all of the way to the stop by my house.
The Anonymous Widower 