May 30, 2018

I hope to continue the story of my so-called coeliac life with this entry; starting with the moment everything changed. The period where I fell off the radar where medical professionals were concerned, and the everyday adjustments to be made in life, felt positively off the scale.

 The liquid diet - synonymous with university life, and the slightly easier option in coeliac life

So, I was now a coeliac. On discharge from hospital, I was left with a referral to dietetics, some advice for my GP, and copious leaflets about prescription bread. Trying to be proactive and gain control over what I had been told only moments ago, I quickly Googled the diagnosis. To my horror but certainly not surprise, I found umpteen stories of the most extreme symptoms and associated diagnoses; leaving me believing that my bones would completely crumble, I may not have a family, and no-one would ever want to hang out with me. Choosing the eatery le...

May 14, 2018

Its May 14th 2018, and so begins 5 days of marketing, promotion and social media exchanges on the subject of everything gluten free. It is the week I have decided to launch my blog, and it happens to coincide with mental health awareness week. The latter is a subject I back hugely, given personal experience and my career caring for those with lived experience. The former is something I continue to instil; I haven't yet mastered it, but I have come a long way. For me, the two are intrinsically connected.

These national awareness events highlighting all things health got me thinking of the journey I took in order to regain control over my body and mind; starting 32 years ago. Many dismiss going gluten free as a fad, a phase; a fussy inconvenience for willing hosts and proprietors in the food industry alike. I see it very differently, as do many other coeliacs I have met. We continue to weather the apparent scepticism, and question the concerning...

May 8, 2018

- The greatest fish and chips I have tasted in my gluten-free life from Lewis's Fish Restaurant, Seahouses, Northumberland

It has been an amazing first May bank holiday this year, especially after what feels like a lifetime of winter. It is a time when people are urged to make plans with friends, book trips, drink through thanks to an extra day for recovery (if you subscribe to the 9-5). In a nutshell, bank holidays give us a little extra time to rest, recuperate, and reflect. Mine was perfect, and here is why.

As a pretty anxious but conscientious kid, I would slave away through the school curriculum, desperately trying to better myself in any way possible, much to the detriment of my fluctuating health. I hadn't yet been diagnosed with my food related intolerance at this point, but certainly bore the brunt of it in many different ways. One of the things that helped me stay focused in my quest for A's and B's in my GCSEs was knowing that at...

May 1, 2018

- 'Fish in Crazy Water' - this is with Seabass  

Long after finding out I was a coeliac, I tried to uphold my moral backbone regarding my love for living things. Like many others attempting to embed the gluten free way of life, I decided to follow a vegetarian path for nearly two years.

This was in 2005, when vegetarianism, and coeliac living were uphill struggles. We can blame the significant lack of understanding of both by the masses, an often silly price tag, and largely limited availability. The movement that would later illustrate vegetarianism and gluten free eating as desirable was in it's infancy, and as a result, my eating habits as a full-time student were pretty abysmal. A few months into my attempt, I began to resemble the soulless root products shrivelled in my corner cupboard as my hair grew thinner, fatigue soared, and my three-times weekly gym sessions were no longer a positive source of energy....

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