Could we get any more unhealthy?

CONTROVERSIAL questions regarding causes of cancer locally are being asked by West Lindsey this week.

A working group has been set up to investigate links between cancer and coal fired power stations (see page 2).

It’s a tough thing to report and investigate without getting a lot of people’s backs up.

Almost everyone will know someone round these parts who has had cancer at some point.

And every homeowner in the area will be rolling their eyes and panicking about what such discoveries, or even just asking the question, could do to house prices in town.

But the thing to remember is, like the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy says, Don’t Panic.

Another key thing to remember is that a number of cancers can be traced back to a number of other lifestyle choices, not just where you live.

For example us smokers take our lives in our hands with every smooth silky puff.

It’s too late for me of course, and I have no intention of quitting my pipe now.

But if I were a lad today I would never have started. Back when I began, and my dad before me, we had know idea how bad for us smoking was.

Then there’s the obese who we know waddle among us. Cancer experts estimate that maintaining a healthy bodyweight and diet can prevent about one in three deaths from cancer in the UK.

If Gainsborough folk swopped their fags and crisps for the treadmill then West Lindsey’s working group would be bound to see a drop in the number of people suffering locally.

Then of course there’s the popular skin cancers.

The amount of striped red flesh on display is a sure-fire way to determine a Brit in a crowd abroad.

And here in Gainsborough almost as soon as the sun is out so is the bobbly orange peel of the local lardies.

If you read the national press you could soon be driven quite mad by all the different foods that apparently cause/cure cancer.

It’s enough to make your head spin.

One thing is for sure though if this working group do manage to make any firm findings I for one will consider raising anchor and sailing North to Scunthorpe.

But in the mean time I have lived here for over 60 years and the worst I’ve had is a bad cold in 1959, so I’ll take my chances with my pipe and booze.