Almost 3 years ago I came home and opened my kitchen food cupboard to be greeted by a whole host of utterly baffling packaged stuff. Pulses and seeds and lentils and powders and beans and legumes. Not a chocolate digestive in sight. Mr G had gone vegan. And I was in a huff. His story is a commendable one; man turns vegan initially for the…
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Last week I got a cold. The sore throat started Thursday, intensified Friday and all weekend I’ve been holed up downing echinacea tea with Manuka honey swirled into it. I’m feeling slightly sorry for myself ok? No sooner am I finally healing from the laparoscopic surgery last month, adjusting to my diagnosis of endometriosis both physically but mainly emotionally, it seems my cleaned, newly relaxed…
