Rachel in the comments on yesterday's blog post about my relations being vegans, questions the idea of putting a three-year-old on a vegan diet. Believe me, I have questioned it too. But when I think of the rubbish diet that many young children have and compare it with the thought, the love and the time that her parents spend in devising their diet then I don't think it is in my place to criticise.
I read in The Times this week the huge number of people who have converted to veganism this last year. Some may call it a 'fad' but surely we are all entitled to eat what we wish. Each Sunday, as you know, I lunch out with three friends - we have done this for several years. One of those friends is 98 years young (it would be an insult to her to say 'old'), fit as a flea, no aches or pains, walks far more quickly than I do and has no obvious signs of ageing apart from some short term memory loss and she combats this by writing everything down in her diary. And this friend has never in her life eaten a vegetable apart from a few raw peas straight from the pod in her garden over the years and an occasional floret of cauliflower in white sauce if pressed (which we always do if it is one of the veggies at our Sunday lunch). So what is the answer? I personally no longer care for meat but would not go vegetarian because I couldn't live without a streaky bacon sandwich now and again - and I do love fish (have salmon most Sundays on a bed of spinach) and love sardines on toast.
Perhaps the most important thing in considering our health is to eat (and drink) a varied diet and stick to the maxim 'all things in moderation '. What do you think?