As you know, the cubs and I almost always have porridge for breakfast.
This day was a bit different. The wake up and shake up had taken too long and as such, we were slightly behind schedule.
Against my better judgement, I changed our breakfast menu. I do have alternatives to porridge; 2 packets of Rice Crispies (poor stock management) and a packet of Honey Hoops. They’ve been there a while, as I’ve said, we all prefer porridge.
Ok, confession time; my poor stock management included not shopping for more porridge in time, so I was left with a portion that wouldn’t satisfy anyone.
I duly dished up 3 bowls of honey hoops which we all hurriedly ate. Very sweet, was my only real thought.
Once finished, off we all went.
Youngest cub is now at big school so there’s only one drop to do. I go to work at hit my desk 15 mins later.
I catch up with my office chum, who’s been on holiday for a bit. She’s left a small, LCD projector on my desk as she couldn’t get it to work. She asks me to check it. I do; it works. I mock her mercilessly. I start to pack the projector away.
Inexplicably, I drop the projector under her desk. I pick it up; check it still works, then pack it away.
A little while later, she’s bringing me up to speed on office matters (I’d been away for 2 days) and I take the opportunity to clean my glasses.
Clumsily, I drop them on the floor. She stops mid sentence and asks if I’m ok..
I’m gonna grab a coffee; want one?
Finishing my coffee at my desk, I stare at my dual screens. I can’t concentrate. I take my glasses off and rub the bridge of my nose.
“You are not right; what gives?”
God alone knows but she’s right. I feel so out of kilter I can’t explain how I’m feeling. I do know however, that working is the last thing on my mind.
“Have you not had breakfast?” she asks.
It hits me.
I had a bowl of Honey Hoops…..
“What?? you my friend are having a sugar crash!”
Nail on the head. Eureka. Epiphany. That sugary, carb nonsense that I’d substituted my normal high fibre, high protein breakfast for had turned around and bitten me in less than 2 hours of eating it.
My mind immediately went to my cubs. If a bowl had that affect on my massive frame, what the hell would it do to their tiny bodies? The effect on my coordination and concentration was huge.
Nationally (globally?) there has been an unprecedented increase of behavioural disorders in young people and children.
Just how much of it is down to the modern diet?
There are now 3 packs of serial in my bin.