Northerner
Admin (Retired)
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 1
Alcohol, sugar, salt and fat. These are a few of my favourite things. But because I want to live into spritely old age I must apparently use my enormous willpower to banish these evils from my life. Why? Because yet another puffed up young man, this one called Matt Hancock, tells me to. Who is he? A doctor? I ask not because dementia has taken hold after I once ate some bacon, but because, really, who is he to tell me how to live? He is the health secretary – ie a souped-up accountant. Prevention is better than cure, he says. Doh! These messages are pumped out so routinely as to be meaningless.
I may as well relocate to Grimsby, which, we were recently informed, had the unhealthiest high street in the land, full of tanning shops, fast-food outlets and betting shops. I am sure Hancock’s nugget of information made the people there much better equipped to make “healthy choices”. As you may have realised, I am, by now, absolutely sick of this relentless language of choice.
https://www.theguardian.com/comment...besity-deprivation-lecture-individual-choices
I may as well relocate to Grimsby, which, we were recently informed, had the unhealthiest high street in the land, full of tanning shops, fast-food outlets and betting shops. I am sure Hancock’s nugget of information made the people there much better equipped to make “healthy choices”. As you may have realised, I am, by now, absolutely sick of this relentless language of choice.
https://www.theguardian.com/comment...besity-deprivation-lecture-individual-choices
