Food
Lunch today: Tinned mackerel in a spicy tomato sauce with baby broad beans and a mug of instant chicken soup The last month has been quite weird for me in terms of the food I have consumed. In the previous seventy two years. I ate and drank what the hell I wanted and there were no significant constraints placed upon me either by my inner voice or any health professionals I encountered. Nobody ever said to me, "You need to lose some weight!" And so I carried on with breakfast cereals, rounds of toast, bacon sandwiches, potato crisps, curries with rice, generous Sunday dinners, fish and chips, stir fries with noodles, stews, pies, plenty of vegetables, salads, puddings, fruit and biscuits. My appetite was often ravenous. Onlookers might have whispered, "My - he likes his food!" And through the decades there were pints of beer and bottles and cans of beer at home. Pubs and clubs and holidays. Guzzling beer like a champion. Of course, b eer is also a foodstuff...