My Food Health # 3: I am the solution.

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On 02 January 2015 I had an epiphany of sorts when, almost as if a light had come on, I made a major decision to change my life. At the time I was in the midst of a personal crisis, that had been loaded on top of several other crises. I was barely able to keep breathing enough to plough through each day, let alone make a major decision. Despite that I made the biggest decision that I had made for a long time and that was the decision to take back control of my life. My life. My responsibility.

That may sound like a simple and logical thing to do. However, as I had been swept along for many years working, rearing children, and coping with life events and catastrophes, it sometimes felt I was being pulled with no control. Continue reading “My Food Health # 3: I am the solution.”

My food history # 5 – Fighting fit 1970s – fibre – fruit – free of sugar

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The diet advised to our family after my father’s heart attack swapped foods, rather than restricted food types. Instead of butter for spreads, we used soft margarine. Instead of beef dripping for cooking, we used safflower or sunflower oil. Instead of full-cream milk and full-fat cheese, we used skim milk and cottage cheese. Instead of beef, lamb and sausages we ate chicken and fish. Grilling of meats replaced deep-frying. There wasn’t much difference in advice given for cereals, fruit and vegetables. The same British diet pattern remained. Cereals for breakfast. Sandwiches for lunch. Meat or fish and three vegetables for dinner. Fruit for snacks. Occasional celebrations. Continue reading “My food history # 5 – Fighting fit 1970s – fibre – fruit – free of sugar”

My food history # 3. Late 1960s – times are a-changing.

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In 1966 it was my first year at high school. The biggest difference for me, in regards to food, was that snack foods could be purchased from the school canteen: confectionery, chocolates, chips, crisps, nuts, pies, and sausage rolls. In primary school only sandwiches and fruit were available, except once a week on Mondays. Needless to say, I revelled in this new-found freedom of being able to purchase lollies. Every. Single. Day. Continue reading “My food history # 3. Late 1960s – times are a-changing.”