You know those kooky people I used to laugh at?
Those airy fairy-types who used words like energy and intuition and who planted by the moon cycles and talked to their plants?
Well I recently realised that I’ve become one of them.
It happened when I came across a scathing newspaper article about Gwyneth Paltrow. The full two-page character assassination was based around providing proof of Gwyneth’s supposed descent into nuttiness.
As I read through all of the “evidence” proving how unbalanced and wacky she is, I realised I was in serious trouble. Gwyneth’s outrageous list of ideas about health, nutrition and happiness all sounded perfectly reasonable to me, or, at the very least, something to consider….
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