Rosey has decided to have another go at becoming a vegetarian. She does it now and again. She once told me that if God meant us to be veggies, he wouldn’t have made cows from beef, but she seems to have conveniently forgotten that for the time being!
She’s dusted off her pots of pills and supplements and lined them up on the shelf where her biscuits and sweets usually live. There are multivitamins, omega 3 tablets, and ashwagandha pills whatever they are!
She pointed to a large unlabeled tin. “I have to take eighteen of those a day – six in the morning, six in the afternoon and six in the evening, they’re essential for increasing my energy levels”
“What are they?” I asked.
“M&M’s,” she said.
I asked if she had plenty of eggs, milk, whole-grain cereals, pulses, green leafy vegetables, fruit and fortified breakfast cereals in stock.
“ I don’t drink milk or eat eggs anymore,” she said.
“So have you turned into a vegan?” I asked. She thought about it for a minute before adopting her familiar quizzical expression.
“Me, a vegan? Are you saying I’ve got pointed ears like Mr. Spock?”
”Vegans Rosey,” I said, “not Vulcans”!
Rosey, I know you are reading this and you’ll probably tell me off again for teasing you, so in a couple of weeks time I’ll take you out for a big juicy steak by way of an apology.
Tomorrow W is for Water
On this day last year, we took afternoon tea with Lady Violet. If you want seconds, click HERE