Self-perception

I wondered why I didn’t recognise him.

‘I’ve lost 38 kilos,’ said Joss to Partner as they met en route to town, Partner on the bike and Joss walking.

I did a quick calc and it works out at six stone. Wow! Joss hadn’t been to the doctor, he’d just decided he needed to lose weight. And has it made a big difference.

He’s walking into the main market town twice a day, which is probably about eight kms away, and he’s cut down on his eating. Although I did see him carrying a bag full of yoghurts the other evening.

Even Partner eats a vegan diet in Spain, eschewing butter on his bread and eating toast with garlic, salt and olive oil. Meals are cheap and easy. Veg are fresh and local.

Paella
Paella

Day 1 – paella with peas, French beans and artichoke hearts (tinned), I used fresh garlic from the garden

Day 2 – bean slop with haricot beans, carrot, leek, celery, fresh onion, garlic, herbs out of the garden

Day 3 – pinto beans cooked in pressure cooker with garlic, onion, salt, fresh cilantro, refried with oil, cumin and chillies, served with flour tortillas, guacamole and salads

Day 4 – garbanzos with acelga out of the garden, left-over pasta and potato brought from the flat

Day 5 – paella with peas, broad beans, and a few remaining French beans

Day 6 – butter beans with peas and broad beans, onion, garlic and pasta

Evening meal every day is salad of varying combinations.

From the garden: nasturtiums, rocket, lettuce, parsley, basil, cilantro, mint

Bought: tomatoes, peppers, cucumber, avocado, grated carrot/white turnip

Tinned: artichoke hearts, sweetcorn

Pickles: gherkins, olives (bought but I add the herbs/garlic/chillis)

Prepared at home: marinated peppers, bean salad (haricot beans, french beans, garlic, herbs)

Given: lemons from a neighbour

Veg and herb containers
Veg and herb containers

The veg garden growing away happily needed no help from me. Weeding in one of the herb containers, prune the jasmine and plumbago and that was it. Cleaning? Did I really have no excuse not to clean the house?

I picked up a book I’d started on the journey up. Count to Ten by Karen Rose. I’d read a previous one back in Gib, You Can’t Hide, which was an OK read:

Cop meets psychiatrist through work, dislike at first sight, plus sexual attraction. You can guess the rest. But the police-y bit of the story was quite good. Lots of red herrings, and although the revelation of the baddie wasn’t a huge surprise, it was neatly done.

Count to Ten
Count to Ten

So onto Count to Ten. Here we’re dealing with an arsonist. A murdering, raping, torturing, dismembering sort of arsonist. Rose follows the previous formula of two professionals meeting up and instantly disliking each other but they still manage to fall in lust. In this case we have a cop and a fire marshall who are teamed up because of an arson homicide case. Again the detective-y bit was OK, but this is exactly the sort of book that gives me nightmares. Literally. After I had finished it I managed a series of stupid nightmares that night. The following night, no nightmares. I decided to reread parts of it the next day … and … yes, more nightmares. So if like me, you don’t have the stomach for rape at knifepoint, throat slashing, guts being ripped out, tying women up virtually naked, coating victims with fire accelerant while they are alive so that they burn in agony, this may not be the book for you. Or skip the gory bits.

But You Can’t Hide is worth a read if you like cop (Chicago Police Department) stories with a slug of sex/romance. Luckily the sex isn’t quite as graphic as the murders in Count to Ten. Or maybe it was just less offensive.

As ever, I’m left wondering who enjoys reading these gory details, and why people write about it?

It’s like slowing down to look at a pile-up on a motorway. I’ve never understood that either.

Desperate for something different I clicked on the last book I’d downloaded. The Rowan Tree by Robert Fuller.

The Rowan Tree
The Rowan Tree

I couldn’t remember what it was about so just dived in. It starts off in the seventies when the new president of a college wants to make significant reforms in line with student requests, primarily student representation and more black students and black faculty members.

Promising, I thought. And then from 1970–72 we are catapulted ahead to 1990–92 and introduced to the next generation, and centre stage moves from America to the world. Well, Asia, Africa and Europe at any rate. The book moves through the end of the 20th century, into the 21st, and ends in the future in 2029.

There are a handful of main characters which makes life easy. Societal taboos are challenged: inter-racial relationships in the 70s, incest, and even making deals with Russians and Chinese!

But the crux of the book is about treating people differently. Allowing people dignity. In Spain, people say ‘Don’t lack respect’. Whether it’s for the grass (don’t walk on it), or for people. It amounts to the same thing. Sort of like Charles Dickens and The Water Babies. (The two Mrs Do as …)

What Fuller is proposing through his book, is a different societal order. It’s optimistic, looking at younger generations of mixed races who are fluent in lots of languages, not the standard French, Spanish, German, Italian of my generation and his, but Arabic, Farsi, Hindi, Mandarin, Tagalog, Swahili, Urdu. And ultimately, hopes to base a (brave?) new world on ensuring everyone has personal dignity.

Although, where I wondered, was the dividing line between dignity and pride? A difficult one.

These main characters are also monied, educated people who switch seamlessly between politics, academia and the arts. I mean, that is really most of us, isn’t it?

Regardless of the idealism, the premise is interesting. The book is stronger on race than it is on women, but what’s new? The arts, primarily photography, and dance (ballet) are used to good effect to show that change is about more than political rhetoric. Arts too, contribute to change.

Fuller is a physicist and a leader of the dignity movement against rankism. Another ism no less. Got to love privileged western men pontificating about life. His ideas have merit though. Just tell it to the politicians, the bankers and the directors of global conglomerates.

It’s worth a read, good-to-average prose with few mistakes (apostrophes and quotation marks), but the story is well told as a (partly autobiographical) vehicle for Fuller’s ideas. Recommended.

A couple of blog posts I read recently explored similar issues. Hariod looked at Contentedness, and Swarn looked at Forgiveness.

Both are also worth a read.

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81 comments on “Self-perception

  1. Love those food pics – they make me salivate — I can ‘taste’ the freshness!

    I realized, as I was looking through your pics, that colour is important to me. We’ve just returned from a trip to Cuba, where there’s lots of variety at the buffet meals, but what’s missing (in the food) is COLOUR, I now realize. And spices. I wondered aloud to hubby, “You’d think there’d be basil, oregano, etc. growing around the premises” (the only herb one sees is mint – for the mojitos!) but it’s probably too much of a chore. . . those large resorts would never keep up with the demand!

    Reading through your menus, I realize I’d really benefit from cooking lessons from you, and I’d REALLY like to get Spanish lessons! (I could’ve used ’em!)

    I’m currently reading Water For Elephants for the second time. . and yes, this was a stream-of-consciousness reply. (somewhat like your blog entry) :)

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    • Fresh food is a big part of our life, even before we became vegetarian, plus, I have always loved the garden, so growing food is just the best. I think in glorious technicolor. I dream in it too. I am very colourish :D but, with the exception of the saffron (azafran) threads in the paella base, everything is green. Probably not colour missing in Cuba, but fresh greens. Dead meat is never going to look fresh. Cuba has been on our list for years. Blog post, pix, or have you posted and I’ve missed it? (Offline last week)

      Cooking lessons from me have morphed into my mother and grandmother! Some of this, some of that, and put it together. I could never understand it as a kid, but with age … Otherwise, Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Bertholle, Beck and Child is my bible.

      Yeah, I could do Spanish lessons. Otherwise though, watch Gata Salvaje on youtube. Americalatina soap, great for learning the language though.

      Water for Elephants? Hmmm, always wanted an elephant. I was sure our garden was big enough.

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      • Have put pics on Noseybook but must do blog post – I, too, was offline last week (service intermittent and expensive in Cuba so didn’t even take electronics. . nice break!)
        We’re fresh food freaks, as well, and plant two gardens with all sorts of produce. However, our season only lasts a couple of months here in the frozen north. . . :) Need an indoor greenhouse! If/when we buy imported tomatoes, all one gets is the idea. Nothing quite like sun-ripened. .

        If you’d like to read my Review on Trip Advisor, we stayed at Memories Paraiso Azul in Santa Maria. (It’s affiliated with Sunwing tours) Not sure if it’s up yet, though, as I just finished it about an hour ago.

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        • Ah Noseybook. Not my favebook place.
          I tell you, my idea of paradise would be endless gardening with vegetables. The garden is the first thing I do in the morning. Gutted when there is nothing more to do.
          I did TA at one point :D but yeah, let me have the link when it’s up.

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  2. Do you read through the labels of tinned vegetables? The other day there were vegetarians on the French midday news complaining many of them have a certain percentage of beef or chicken broth in the preserve liquid. I checked a tin of peas and it’s true. You’ve been eating meat!!!!

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    • Darling. What do you take me for? I’m disappointed. Of course I read labels. Have done since before you were born :D Nor do I buy tinned peas.

      But seriously, even before I became vegetarian nearly 30 years ago, I was avidly reading everything to avoid sugar and MSG and well everything really! Still do. Found some pepenillos sin azucar though this week so was happy with that :)

      France understands vegetarians like Spain does. ‘Just pick the ham out of the peas’ we were once told.

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  3. I don’t get the liking for cop/crime books with blood, guts and violence all over the place. I especialy don’t get the serial killers thing. I’m too indolent to undertake an analysis, but I think fictional serial killers outnumber those in real by 10,000 to 1 or thereabouts.

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  4. Don;t read violence/cop stuff of this nature anymore, though not sure if i ever really did. In fact, the only one I recall reading was First Deadly Sin, which I did enjoy as it was a first rate thriller.

    Your garden is looking quite spiff
    It is marvelous to step outside and pick anything homegrown. Best feeling going.
    Want to lose weight? Simply walk or run it away. I am slowly getting back to proper exercise after damaging my right knee a while back that prevented almost any sort of impact exercise. It quickly shows on the scale! Not that much on my frame but I know.

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    • I read what I’m given, to some extent. Waste not, want not. And, it is important to know what are so-called bestsellers. I prefer Brit crime, but even some of those are vomit-inducing.

      Garden doesn’t need me right now. Boo. I could spend all day out there, but there is a limit to even my imagination for pretending things need doing when they don’t. But yes, picking food out of the garden is just wonderful. I couldn’t decide whether to take some potatoes or not. Left them for next time. But stole a carrot :)

      Eighteen months inactivity has loaded on the pounds for me. Luckily I was skinny to start with, but it is the first time in my life I have wanted to lose weight. Spain is easier for walking. Quiet, wide streets, country tracks. Gib? Bloody nightmare for walking. It’s lke Piccadilly Circus!

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      • Maybe think about getting a static bicycle as a help? Especially considering your ankle?
        I’ve had one for years and it’s great to sit and pedal and one can read at the same time!

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          • No darling I didn’t. Just crap health service, non-existent physio, and ergo here I am. But don’t fucking dismiss it so lightly if you haven’t been there and done that. Anyway, fat me, who DIDN’T hurt it again, is off for a walk.

            How to be an Arkhole. In one easy lesson.

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          • It was not a dig, for chrisake. And I was not dismissing anything.
            I thought you mentioned in an old post that you had fallen or slipped or something during last year?
            I certainly didn’t suggest you were careless.
            And I have been there and done that, thanks very much. And I did it on a motorbike in the middle of a traffic light junction with a Nissan pickup that shot a red light during Friday rush hour and I was also mugged while lying semi-comatose on the tarmac!
            I spent months and months wondering if I would ever walk properly to the point of seriously considering changing careers, as standing for any length of time was way too painful.
            Happy now?

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          • Although I understand the jibe, I don’t see the relevance?

            I suggested the static bicycle as it would aid building leg muscle – which will have atrophied a little – while at the same time encouraging flexibility of the ankle in an environment that would be safe and would not require you to have to put any unnecessary weight on the ankle. ( as you would have to do when you brought a normal bike to a halt.

            And as I thought you had mentioned you had re-hurt/damaged the joint sometime last year I still can’t understand the reason for swearing and flying off the handle?

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          • Just men. Telling me what to do. FFS. do you think I am a fucking idiot?

            No. I didn’t re/hurt/damage it. Rtfb

            Atrophied a little? :D

            Now, on a bike, oh, what does it matter. You kick off with the good leg? Duh!

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          • That is one of the most sexist comments you have posted, and that is saying something. If, like many men, you don’t understand the issues, stay away. Do not post abusive comments like that on my blog. Sexist bigot.

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          • Sexist bigot?

            I don’t mind putting up with the odd rant but don’t respond well to petulance.

            I sincerely believe you need to re-evaluate your position. And pronto.

            There’s an English saying which I am sure you are familiar with – about ”getting on y’bike”, yes?
            I would suggest you do just that, but this too might be construed as sexist.

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          • Well, simply yes. What you have done, is to explain to me that after an injury my leg muscle will have not been used for months. And, you then went onto explain about not putting weight on the leg/foot when using a bike. That insults my intelligence. It is patronising and condescending. I don’t respond well to that. It is called mansplaining. Surprisingly, I am aware that my leg muscle wasted while not being used. Hence I have been trying to build it back up. On the bike, I don’t use the left leg for stopping or starting. You may use both legs, but I use the right leg for both, so it would not be an issue. The reason I asked about age was because our bodies heal (or don’t) differently as we age. Plus, some women have osteoporosis. It’s a whole different equation.
            Now, I have no intention of re-evaluating my position. I accept that I hold a minority viewpoint which most people don’t understand because they aren’t sufficiently interested. If you were as conscientious about sexism as you are about racism you might begin to understand.
            As for getting on my bike, I do hope to do that soon. Thanks for your good wishes regarding that.

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          • Condescending?
            When I first started running , like most runners, I succumbed to injuries as a result of overuse and over enthusiasm.
            One thing I didn’t do was bite the head off all my running mates – men and women – that offered advice to help me through the muscles strains injuries etc, especially when the alternative was expensive sessions with a sports physio.
            So I acknowledged their experience and took heed of common sense advice that was given with a good heart.

            That said, if you wish to get your knickers – Oh, I am dreadfully sorry, underwear -in a knot then feel free to do so.

            However, I don’t have to stay around and participate in your tantrums.

            T’ra.

            Ark.

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          • Apples and pairs. Oops, pears. You running in your younger days is hardly the same as a woman in her fifties recovering from a bad, dislocated, unstable, bilateral fracture. You didn’t tell me anything I didn’t know. And 18 months after the event is somewhat tardy. Had you warned me about muscle atrophy in May 2014, fair enough. But in Feb 2016?
            Mmmm, tantrums and petulance. I love your sexist put-downs. You have them down to a T.

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    • You’re right, I do. But at least I acknowledge it is rubbish even when it has a bestseller tag. So-called bestsellers need to be challenged. You want me to write about Aristotle and Plutarch? I can do that too. :)

      We do eat well. Every vehicle needs good maintenance and good fuel :)

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  5. I do admire your garden. Maybe once we’ve retired hubs will put his horticultural skills into practise. Probably have to given the pension situation😀
    Things getting a bit heated in the old comments section? I had similar a few months back from someone who became extremely abusive. When I told him that language like that wasn’t acceptable on my blog he started spouting censorship issues at me. My blog, my house style, matey. I did delete the thread but now I kinda wish I hadn’t. It would’ve exposed him beautifully.
    Don’t think I’ll be reading those books, somehow. Have just chucked the one I started because of lack of editing, crap dialogue and point of view swapping. Nothing to recommend it at all, save the cover design…

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    • The garden is what it is. I really wanted twenty thousand square metres or something but probably just as well now that I didn’t end up with that! I’ve always gardened though from being a kid. Whether it was weeding or pruning roses or helping in the greenhouse or conservatory, or even edging the lawn. It is totally rewarding.
      Comments are what they are. It’s fairly obvious that I’m an opinionated feminist and I really don’t need to be told about atrophy and exercise 18 months after the flipping event. I’m not totally stupid even though I’m a woman. I had someone years back who bleated about Gibraltar endlessly, not that he’d ever been. It got really tedious. At one point he accused me of drinking and told me I had mental health problems. And yes, when I deleted the comments, I got the censorship accusation too. This is a fairly civil innocuous (well, for me) blog, if people want controversy they can skip over to clouds, but I don’t take kindly to being told what to do by superior beings.
      Don’t judge a book … ? The Rowan Tree was all right. It was certainly better than reading about rape and murder and being burnt alive. Yuk. I’ve got a book to collect from the PO this week for review. Hopefully that will be a decent read. There is too much tat around these days.

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  6. I absolutely do not understand the attraction of absurdly violent crime stories, whether in written or televised form. I won’t waste a dollar on the so-called “slasher” genre of movies, either, but there are plenty of folks who enjoy those, as well. Too much good stuff out there to spend my time on that foolishness.

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  7. Congrats to Joss! If I lost 6kgs, you would hardly see me. :) Your diet looks very healthy and toast with garlic, salt and olive oil sounds yummy. No time for reading at the moment, but I’d definitely give that first book a big swerve. Not my cup of chai at all.

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  8. I don’t read much violent cop thriller, but watch a lot on the telly. The telly “Shetland”, which has an unbelievable lot of murders in its fictional incarnation, I like for the Shetland scenery- grey sea, rolling moor, cliffs- and the ceilidh band, and one episode in Glasgow where I recognised bits of the town- but mostly for the decent, stressed main character. He is the hero, sorting things out, despite the vileness all around which stresses and frightens him. There will be arrests in the end. Meanwhile an actor who plays Glasgow hard men does his turn as a particularly nasty Glasgow hard man. It is satisfying. I enter a fictional, unlikely darkness, separate from my own experience, and escape my own life for a bit. There is an unshakeable moral core. The good end mostly happily, the bad unhappily- that is what fiction means.

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    • I did enjoy watching crime briefly when I could get BBC on the internet but they’ve wised up to me being in Gib now. I like the sound of the Shetland one. I too would like the scenery and a good main character. And isn’t that what fiction is? An opportunity for escapism.

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  9. I enjoy crime fiction…and have just read two books by Deon Meyer translated from Afrikaans. Not horribly nasty and with a great surprise for me, finding reference in one to the Afrikaaner anti apartheid music scene which took me back years!
    Otherwise I read non fiction.

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  10. I’ve lost a stone since last year. :D Been a while since I had pinto beans… love the others too. All sounds quite yummy, but it’s food and I’m a guy Lol.

    Been catching up on a lot of reading lately… found books on my kindle downloaded from 2012 on and decided to work my way through them in chronological order… I finally finished the last of 2014’s last night, so feeling a bit more up-to-date, but still have around 20 to get through.

    No doubt they’ll be some more really crap ones that will end up being mostly skimmed through to save my sanity… like the last one which I rated with one star… Remember what a push-over I used to be with books? …That person’s gone. I guess you learn with experience. :)

    As far as crime goes… I find it easier and more enjoyable to watch it on TV rather than read it now. What/Why is that? Could it be because people don’t write as well as they used to?

    Or, could it be because I try so hard to avoid error in my own work that when they jump out at me on every page I’m reading of someone else’s work it’s having a very negative impact? Seriously, I’m finding it more and more difficult to get through some works… I really feel for you as an editor to imagine what you must see that my eyes skip over. Anyway, I digress. :)

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    • The good thing about Spain is that because people eat lots of legumes (well where we live at any rate) the turnover is fast, so they are fresh, ie they don’t take long to cook. Red beans however are rare, the only ones I once bought must have been on the shelf for ages. Hence, I use pinto instead of red ones. So pretty too!
      I’m a bit sick of reading tat downloads. Although Rowan Tree wasn’t bad. Somewhere between 3.5 and 4, for what it was (which really means 3).
      Pushover? I think that’s me now. I feel I’m too mean :D
      Actually it’s a pain in the neck reading errors. I can’t avoid seeing them. And once I’ve seen one I start looking for the rest … The Rowan Tree had both “” and “. It’s like running nails down a black chalkboard. (Seriously what is wrong with blackboard? It’s black and it’s a board).

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      • Pintos do take forever, so it seems.

        I don’t feel meaner with my reviews… actually, more honest. At the same time, I still really don’t like having to give negative review, but it would be unfair to prospective readers if I wasn’t honest. At least if someone still buys it because of other reviews or just thought I was being an arse and then find they can’t even read beyond chapter one or whatever… can’t say I didn’t warn them. :D

        I always like the running nails down blackboard… Lol (evil boyish grin)

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        • I think so. Try as I might to keep up with the game that one goes over my head. We don’t call paper pen or pencil medium. We have whiteboards. The board is blacck and it is a board. We are hardly talking Little Black Sambo here. I await enlightenment.

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          • You’d get browned off by having to do them?
            A b… lack of common sense, I call it. Blacksmiths. A relative whose name is Blackman. Black panthers and leopards. One could start out a real rant on this one. Of course, I am above doing that.

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          • Well, we were only allowed brown shoes at school, so brown is the default black for me. In terms of language, there is a big difference – to me – between calling a woman police officer a policeman (she’s not a man) and a blackboard a chalkboard, when it is a board that is black and not a board made out of chalk, unlike say plasterboard, which oddly enough is made out of plaster.

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          • Without consciously thinking about it, when I invented bits of language for another dimension to ours, I had words which without suffix were generic, and then had specific male and female suffixes. In other words, I avoided the assumption that the ‘default’ was male. That, I think, is fair. One likes or needs to identify the gender of a subject in most cases, and this would be the way for an advanced language to do it. The same could apply to ‘person’ with a prefix/suffix denoting race where the distinction was needed.

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  11. If I subsisted on that many beans, the jet propulsion would facilitate movement – both mine and the people away from me!
    You are certainly reading wildly … er, widely! I need to make time for more.

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  12. That dish looks delicious. I am a vegetarian, I don’t eat egg, or fish, but I do eat dairy and cheese (although not milk) and that dish made me salivate :D. Which promptly stopped when I read about that graphic crime book! Looks a good’un although, I might need to be in the mood to prevent similar nightmares!

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    • Hi Sacha. We’ve been veg for aagh I don’t know, too many years. I can take or leave eggs (ok when my chickens laid), and I’m not happy about cheese but there is no vegan cheese where I live. Our meals are built round veg, plus a carb. Today is a veg casserole (white turnip, carrot, leek, peas, mushrooms) and I think I’ve got some tempeh to use up, and some mashed potato, it rained today, so a nice warming meal :)

      The first one I read was good, the second (Count to Ten) was horrific. Anyway my neighbour has dumped some more unwanted books on me, so I now have Stieg Larsson to read which I will start this arvo :)

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      • I’ve been Veggie since I was two. Apparently I asked my mum (upon watching an egg hatch on TV) if that was what was in my eggs. She said no, and tried to elaborate, but it wasn’t good enough. haven’t touched meat or eggs since! ooooh oooh, have you read Stieg Larsson before? Sooooooooo good, and I’m not normally a fan of slow intricate writing, but he was a genius. Did you know that he had written a 4th manuscript and outlined all 10 of the novels in his series. But a family feud over money after his death (his brother and dad refusing to acknowledge his partner of 20 years) led to a stand off, and now us readers don’t get the pleasure. I have brought the new one, written by whoever it was, but I can’t bring myself to read it yet…. won’t be the same.

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        • Well, you are lots younger than me :) but I guess you still have the edge though. Except, chickens only come out of fertilised eggs as I guess you know by now. So, no cockerel = no fertilised eggs. Whatever, we all make our choices. One of my biggest shocks was realising that tongue, was, well, exactly just that. An animal’s tongue, or more than one, rolled up and pressed. Uf. Or rather, ugh.
          No, I’ve read about Larsson and I may have a doenload of one in the TBR pile :( but when I get paperbacks thrown at me, they take priority. So much easier and self-indulgent. I think I’ll be reviewing it seeing as he’s so well-known.
          Hadn’t a clue about the feud. Money huh? Root of all deprivation for readers. (and writers)

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          • lol, I do know that! but try explaining it to a 2 year old! Its more habit now than anything. But I also don’t think humans are meant to eat meat, but thats an entirely different debate. Enjoy Larsson, its SO good.

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          • There are some amazing pro-meat arguments out there. One being that eating plants affects brain power and leads to weakening the gene pool. So, if you aren’t breeding, or have gone past that age, what’s the justification for continuing to eat meat? etc etc.
            I read it in no time, and have done a suitably phlegmatic review.

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          • What did you think? If you have published your review on your blog then I will see it on Sunday when my weekly posts come in, I read everything on Sundays. I’d like to see their scientific justification as to why eating plants affects brain power negatively. If its a protein argument, then its a load of crap because nuts and pulses often have better quality protein in them anyway. I read Allen Carr’s easy weight loss book a couple years back and there are a lot of pro veggie arguments in there that are entirely convincing.

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          • I enjoyed it. I don’t use email for blog posts, I stick to reader. I try and keep email to an essential minimum. A little social and mostly work. Plus I’m the sort of person who used to hunt for hidden Xmas presents so no way could I wait a week!
            Protein is the crassest argument ever against being vegetarian. But I didn’t follow it through. Most, if not all, arguments against being vegetarian are a thinly disguised argument for killing animals for personal sensual pleasure, in a nutshell :)

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          • Ah, I have half a dozen email accounts to manage various things. It’s not that I don’t want to read them, its that I follow so many people, if I had them coming in all day every day I would be totally overwhelmed. Its the only way I can manage it. Otherwise I miss stuff in the reader. Lol to hunting for presents!

            Agreed on the veggie thing though. Guess not everyone can be enlightened though.

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