Just as you can Google for pro-veggie information, you can Google for warnings about vegetarianism:
http://www.thehealthyhomeeconomist.com/2009/05/vegetarianism-is-not-healthy.html
Here's a quotation from a famous writer that rings a bell with me:
I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them.
- Ian Fleming
One day I shall die unless, in the meantime, a Google search reveals the secret of everlasting life. Imagine that! One day you're locked up by the diet police for life because you ate lobster and then discover that you're immortal. One day, as I was saying, my heart will give in, my arteries will clog, I'll get a dread disease, I'll have a fatal accident or I'll go loopy. However, I've survived quite a few decades now and am still in reasonable shape without ever having a health fetish. When I was a kid, food was rationed. There just wasn't much around. We made do with what was available within the limits of the rationing programme and income. The government tried to give kids something a bit better and issued concentrated orange juice and powdered milk to mothers. Schoolchildren were given free milk. When things got better, we were urged to eat and drink plenty of dairy products. We drank Coke and ate all kinds of sugary confectionery. Oldies everywhere could add their own examples to the list. None of that has yet killed me but, one day, something will. Having got this far, I won't waste time worrying whether the next bacon butty will be my last.
Try mayo with your bacon butty by the way.
http://www.thehealthyhomeeconomist.com/2009/05/vegetarianism-is-not-healthy.html
Here's a quotation from a famous writer that rings a bell with me:
I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them.
- Ian Fleming
One day I shall die unless, in the meantime, a Google search reveals the secret of everlasting life. Imagine that! One day you're locked up by the diet police for life because you ate lobster and then discover that you're immortal. One day, as I was saying, my heart will give in, my arteries will clog, I'll get a dread disease, I'll have a fatal accident or I'll go loopy. However, I've survived quite a few decades now and am still in reasonable shape without ever having a health fetish. When I was a kid, food was rationed. There just wasn't much around. We made do with what was available within the limits of the rationing programme and income. The government tried to give kids something a bit better and issued concentrated orange juice and powdered milk to mothers. Schoolchildren were given free milk. When things got better, we were urged to eat and drink plenty of dairy products. We drank Coke and ate all kinds of sugary confectionery. Oldies everywhere could add their own examples to the list. None of that has yet killed me but, one day, something will. Having got this far, I won't waste time worrying whether the next bacon butty will be my last.
Try mayo with your bacon butty by the way.
