To start this blog, I’d like to get one thing straight. I think looking after the environment is a big deal. We only have one planet hand down to future generations, so in my opinion, it's our responsibility to take care of it. So, when people start talking about deregulating environmental laws, it’s in my nature to get fucking annoyed about it.
Here are some of the reasons why deregulating environmental laws might not be the best ...
Since finding out about having high blood pressure, cholesterol and BMI, I have been wondering about my diet. So, what’s wrong with my diet, and why am I susceptible to gluttony?
Between Meals Denial
When the quack finished grilling me yesterday, I felt a bit indignant. Nearly all the food in our house is fresh and we rarely have things like take outs. I told the doctor the type of things we eat and how much dog walking I do. This left ...
I was feeling a bit odd the other week and someone said to me “oh you should get your blood pressure checked Bob, it’s a silent killer”. Part of me didn’t want to do it, so I pretended that because I walk the dog a lot, I had nothing to worry about it.
Off to see the Nurse
Then I thought I’d better do it, especially as I had nothing to worry about. So off I trundled to see the nurse on Friday morning. As I sat in the waiting ...
Since the end of ‘dry January I have been working on a process I learnt from the book, The Good Drinker, by Adrian Chiles. In my opinion, there is little point in dry January, unless I am going to learn from it and reduce my booze intake. Educating yourself on alcohol is more interesting than it sounds.
Reducing Intake
In Chiles’s book, there are examples of people he has met on the drinking journey. These are individuals who like a ...
I always find that if I get into the habit of not doing something, I can get quite good at it. After about a week of not drinking, I have got myself out of the habit and I go in search of chocolates instead. The downside of this is that I am also very good at getting back into habits. Dry January knocks me out of habitual boozing but by spring, as a bit of warmth sets in, off I go again. By autumn, something alcoholic passes my mouth on most ...
