My grandfather had cabbage practically every day - grew them to great size on his allotment - and drank the cabbage water with a spoonful of Bovril in it - and dropped dead from a heart attack at 76.
But he was on his way home from work, as a stonemason (no dust masks then), walking uphill with his puffing pipe clamped firmly in it's place between his teeth. So now I know that without the Bovril and cabbage water he'd probably have snuffed it at 56!
(Hate cabbage - I'm doomed)
Richard Osman and his House of Games
Wedding Present Dinner Service.
Sudden pain in back of leg behind knee
My daughter is lying about me and editing me out of her life.








