“Miss Owen had followed a vegan diet from 2016 stemming from her environmental concerns,” Ms Gray said. “Investigations were carried out to determine whether Miss Owen may have had a Vitamin B12 deficiency as a result of her vegan diet and whether, if that was the case, a Vitamin B12 deficiency could have caused her to have psychiatric manifestations in the period before her death.”
The deceased’s blood tests, analysed by three experts, were found to be “consistent with Vitamin B12 deficiency” and that “this likely resulted from Miss Owen’s vegan diet,” the coroner added.
Miss Owen had left a final note providing evidence of a possible mental illness, the coroner said.
This is B12, not B1 like the Japanese and Navy Curry. But still the perils of a purely vegan diet….
Ms Gray concluded that Miss Owen died “whilst on the balance of probabilities suffering delusional beliefs brought about by a Vitamin B12 deficiency developed as a direct result of her vegan diet.”
Sigh.
She died of Western food hygiene. Indian vegans historically had weavils munching their stored rice which made up for vitB12 deficiency. B12 is found only in animals. Food standard agencies exclude them from sold product
And the B12 analogues produced by fermentation are inadequate substitutes, I believe.
…and mushrooms. But typically not yer bog standard supermarket mushrooms.
You can be healthy on a vegan diet, but it takes planning, just like controlling diabetes through diet needs planning.
jgh, yes. It’s a “can be done but with a lot effort” deal. It’s a lot easier just to have a varied diet unless you have good reason. Diabetes is a good example.
Supermarket mushrooms are the only ones to be trusted.
“Don’t eat wild mushrooms unless you are an expert. They will kill you. The grocery stores have all the mushrooms you need.” — Rudy Mancke
I don’t eat mushrooms. They give me bile acid diarrhea.
They should come with warnings of toxicity and dangerous interaction with alcohol. Cook them thoroughly.
Some people can eat them without problem, but most people don’t know that they can cause problems. Be observant. Note any changes within a day, especially gastrointestinal.
Sounds as though my Rubbish Bin Stew is actually not too bad for me!!
The very fact that she was vegan and for her apparent reasons suggests she was delusional to start with. The dietary deficiency can’t have helped though.
Delusional and confused…
This shows the core problem with sanctimonious veganism.
It is speciesism. Subjective human valuation of life forms. Peas are every bit as alive as steers. Hmm . . . so are Solanums. As animals, humans MUST consume that which has been alive. Period.
You want to be vegan? Fine. But believing it makes you a better person is ignorant.
The people who whip up scare stories – climate, the environment, the dangers of drinking full milk, covid – presumably don’t care in the least that their victims will include neurotic young women who will be given no time to grow out of their delusions.
Hanta virus, Ebola, Zika … and on and on. You can distinguish between exaggerations and downright lies but why bother? The vulnerable will fall for either or both. The crooks will prosper either way.
I’m sure my health has declined since my milkman closed his raw milk processes.
I’ve never tasted raw milk. I often pass a weatherbeaten old sign at the entrance to a unmade track/drive advertising “raw milk” near to me, but i have never bitten the teat as it were.
It’s the only milk I can stomach. As kids we drank it warm from the cow.
Mind you, brucellosis is a nasty disease.
Try it – UHT is to pasteurised milk as pasteurised is to raw. There’s a farm near Aylesbury that dispenses raw milk from a machine into plastic bottles you can take away (Udderly Fresh).
Nor have I, Hallowed Be. Indeed I used to drink Lite Milk, since that was the custom I’d followed since I was a kid.
But then I walked up to the garage at the end of the street and they didn’t have any. So I thought ‘Fukkit, I’ll just buy the Full Cream Milk’. And it was delicious.
So if the garage bloke ever offers raw milk for sale, I’d probably give it a try.
She should have eaten Britain’s – no the world’s – greatest food Marmite.
Lots of Bgroup but no B12 in yeast
A good thing I’m not a vegan then
Per the internet “is marmite a source of vitamin B12?”
“Yes, Marmite is highly concentrated with Vitamin B12.
A standard 8g serving provides approximately \(1.9\:\mu\text{g}\) of Vitamin B12, which is roughly \(76\%\) of the average adult’s recommended daily intake.
Because of this heavy fortification, it is considered an excellent, reliable source of B12 for vegans and vegetarians”
And tasty,too
No B12 in yeast. Fortification has to come from animal source. Do not confuse Marmite with Bovril
The label on my jar of marmite tells me it has Vitamin B12 added but it also claims to be vegan.
Marmite is yeast extract ‘fortified with B vitamins). Bovril is ‘beef broth (water, beef bones) 50%’ plus 27% ‘yeast extract’ (Marmite?) but without the fortifications.
How does one get to like Marmite? Is it the result of some specific sort of childhood? There was a jar in the fridge here somebody brought in. Various people tried it & pulled faces. Personally I’d spread dog shit on toast, rather.
Twiglets
Gateway drug.
Tiger rolls / Bread…..
The mistake most Marmite newbies make is to spread it on like it was peanut butter. You should start with a layer about two molecules thick and build up from there. We get through a jar every couple of months.
Yep. Thick toast, thick butter, scraping of marmite. Lovely.
I may have to revert to Marmite now that Patum Peperium is disappearing. 🙁
Make your own PP. It’s quite easy. Xanthe Clay has a good recipe online.
Boiled eggywegs and soldiers, spread thinly with Marmite. Manna.
Nah…BOVRIL as long as it’s got the beef
I have a friend whose daughter went through all the phases : anorexia, vegan, obsessed with the gym and eventually drugs. She is a tragic case study in obsessive or addictive behaviour.
Died three days after her 30th birthday.
My Body Is A Temple.
Girls and young women can be neurotically prey to “purity” delusions. It’s one of the reasons they’re so lefty. I’ve known – and know – plenty like this. Why?
Is it because they resent having become sexual objects, even to each other? I read a story about an anorexic who claimed the goal wasn’t to reach slim physical perfection but to render herself deeply unattractive, so resentful was she of this objectification. Sounds truthful to me. Then there’s the new problem of having the painters in…
I think one driver is that unconsciously recognising they’re not a perfect 10 they seek to compete and boost their social status in other ways. “I’m not stunningly pretty but I’m good and pure!” Then they see pictures of stunningly pretty girls doing yoga and hate their perceived inadequacy even more.
I’m very sorry for this poor kid. Looking at the picture she wasn’t a sylph, which won’t have helped. It’s tough being a vegan if you hate Marmite.
“My Body Is A Temple.”
One with hidden sprung arrows, gigantic spiders, collapsing masonry, and guarded by zombies?
It’s the giant rolling boulder that’s the real issue.
If you’re going down there, do make sure your hat doesn’t come off.
Bloke with a hat and a whip made it as far as Pointy Spike Alley last month…
“My Body Is A Temple.”
Yeah, the Golden Temple of Amritsar after Operation Blue Star.
“Sounds truthful to me” could be but also that could be implanted or overlaid somewhere down the treatment road. And yes maybe it does help to lay the blame on an individual reaction to a culture, an event or circumstance. In any case its the control aspect that is the common factor, and to deny yourself when you’re starving with food freely available requires some serious serious control. Once you’ve overcome your own body crying out for calories you get an immense sense of achievement of mastery over your urges.
p.s.Only direct experience i had was a French lodger who was probably a borderline case. Not skeletal but rake thin. I once found her in the kitchen. She was looking at pictures of cakes in her folder. I expressed curiosity. She told me (like it was a handy tip), “I carry this everywhere. You can choose the cake you want like in a shop. Imagine eating it, and savour every bite, then you won’t feel hungry anymore, Voila!”
In that anorexic’s story it had all started with a “traumatic event” that was left unexplained. I’ve little doubt it was a sexual advance of some kind, hence the obsession with rendering herself unattractive. Another snippet from that story is that for girls, wearing baggy clothing is an ADHD indicator.
I’m convinced this status-seeking (particularly by women) is the root cause of a lot of society’s problems now.
When status was just the nice house, soft furnishings, a weekly trip to the hairdressers, new carpets every year and a new car every three years, it wasn’t a huge problem. Yes, a bit tough on the blokes of my father’s generation who had to work long hours to pay for it, but they seemed to prefer being out of the house (especially once it was filled with new soft furnishings and they had to be careful not to tread dirt into the new carpet).
Then status indicators became the golf-club bore stuff – what wine you drank, where you went on holiday, the kids’ ballet lessons, etc. Again, it caused a few problems (particularly your neighbours who had to be bored to death being told about it all, because these were no longer things that were visually obvious), and it would briefly drive up the prices of the currently fashionable wines, restaurants and holiday destinations, but it didn’t poison society.
Then there seemed to be a brief period in the ’90s and early ’00s when people didn’t seem too bothered about indicating status (but perhaps I just wasn’t paying attention).
But then the Millennials invented a new set of status symbols, based on espousing quasi-political beliefs. Environmentalism and vegetarianism were perfect, because there were degrees of it, so how far you took it became the status indicator.
Now it’s ‘refugees welcome here’ and keffiyehs.
The Politically Correct language is a classic status symbol, because it can change regularly to show the highest-status group keeping ahead of everyone else. Read Nancy Mitford’s “U and non-U” and it’s just an updated version of that – using the currently correct term for blacks or disabled, rather than last year’s, is just the same sort of status indicator as using the currently correct term for the toilet was in her day.
“using the currently correct term for blacks or disabled”
My mother was partly crippled. I’ll bet that dates me.
My generation reckoned “cripple” or “crippled” was a term deserving sympathy: most of them were resulting from WW2.
And industrial injuries. It certainly wasn’t something to be ashamed of, which is why I’m perplexed about from where the modern alleged stigma originated. And then I remember communism’s economic failure, its replacement with intersectionalism, and consequent need for victim groups.
Some, but mainly WW2 (a few survivors of WW1), most large towns had a sheltered workhouse where cripples made poppies to sekll on November 11th. There were more industrial injuries then but they were relatively rare – one of my early-ish memories was the big dial outside the gate of the ICI factory (Mossend) where my father worked showing the number of hours worked since the last “lost-time” accident: ICI liked to be over a million.
Remember invalid carraiges?
No longer needed, we have Motability now!
No room on the modern touchline to park them anymore.
🙁
I don’t understand why people want this. A woman who can keep a nice house, do her hair well is attractive. What’s attractive about some bird that’s into veganism and eco? It means you’re going to come home to nut cutlets, natural wine and her complaining about you leaving the TV on standby. You get to be top of some social pile, but to what end?
I tend to avoid these people. How many great people have you known who correct you for “black” or “disabled”? None. They’re all absolute B Ark wankers. Which is why I tend to roll my eyes at this sort of thing.
I have B12 deficiency. Discovered by my opthalmologist. It gives various neuro and optical symptoms. I have regular injections but thank goodness I don’t have to eat marmite.
Mine isn’t diet, it’s malabsorption. So I’m short of vitamin A too. But I am quite slim.
I misread that for a moment. What I thought it said is supposed to cause eyesight problems, but I thought that was just an old wives tale.
The vitamin A lack does indeed cause eyesight problems. The other thing? I’ve experimented persistently and it doesn’t seem to.
My wife has the same problem with B12, the lack of it makes her lethargic and she has injections every 3 months.
This is an example of why “Health Food Shops” that sell unhealthy food also sell a whole range of dietary supplements to make up for the deficiencies in a “Health Food” diet. My local butchers (from which I have purchasing far healthier food for nearly 40 years) sees no need to sell vitamin or mineral supplements.
Sad story. But in the greater scheme of things I’m content to see lefties, vegans, eco freaks and commies voluntarily resigning from the gene pool.
What is replacing them, on the other hand…
The deceased’s blood tests, analysed by three experts
WTF? Why 3? Is there a story there ???