The Daily Mail had a story recently about how energy drinks (Red Bull etc., although I prefer Lidl’s version at £1.39 for six) caused your heart to go haywire. There was one that left me manic and with chest pains – but it came in 500 ml cans, was on special offer because it was new, so I had three cans and drank the lot in one evening. One and a half litres of the stuff, in one evening, is bad for you. One little 250 ml can is a regular on-the-way-to-work swigging session for me and it does no harm at all. I just happen to like the taste.
There’s no link to the Mail because I can’t be bothered searching through that hack-rag tonight. You can, if you have experienced any Mail ‘reporting’ at all, imagine well enough the overdone shock-horror and the ‘these must be banned for the cheeeldren’ hysteria. Cheeeldren who, incidentally, are not actually allowed to buy them until they are 16.
Instead, here is a link to a rather less hysteria-prone publication who took the time to actually listen to what the scientists in question were saying. They noted an effect on heart contractions but made no statement as to whether this was a good or bad effect, only that it was an effect. One that they found interesting enough to merit further study. That’s proper science. It’s good to see that there is still some going on.
I bet you won’t see that story cut and pasted into the Daily Mail.
While on the subject of things children can’t buy, I recently overheard part of the new-staff training at work. They were being asked about age restricted items and of course, everyone got ‘booze’ and even ‘tobacco’ even though Local Shop doesn’t sell baccy. I waited and waited, as did the manager, but nobody got the one he was looking for.
Knives. Local Shop has a small kitchen-utensil section which of course includes kitchen knives. Those are age-limited.
I did not hang around to see if they got the other item but I bet nobody did. I couldn’t believe it myself when I saw the sign.
Christmas crackers are age-restricted under ‘sale of explosives to minors’ laws. Seriously. You pull them, they go bang, and a cheap plastic bauble, dreadful paper hat and terrible joke drop out of them. They are classed as explosives. A box of ten or twelve isn’t going to provide enough explosive power to blow anything up. Even if you could get the stuff off the cardboard strip.
I’m glad I grew up in the sixties and seventies. Children today get told off for playing computer games so much. We didn’t have computer games.
Kids today soon will have nothing else.