Behind bars: Food for thought

Behind Bars and indeed its husband are dieting this month, not that either of us are fat of course, but purely as a precautionary measure. Put it this way, one can see that one could with remarkably little trouble become porky, and a couple more blueberry muffins might just tip the balance.
Behind Bars and indeed its husband are dieting this month, not that either of us are fat of course, but purely as a precautionary measure. Put it this way, one can see that one could with remarkably little trouble become porky, and a couple more blueberry muffins might just tip the balance.
The difficulty with dieting, as fellow potential porkers know, is that one's mind runs greatly to food. Not snacking means bypassing bun shops and delis, musing miserably that miso soup even with added spring onion is not a mid-morning delight, but more like a punishment devised by Presbyterian forebears who had once visited Japan. Even voluntary and, please god, temporary deprivation fuels my fascination with the stuff: food is a pleasure, a comfort, the source of energy and creativity, life enhancing '“ damn it, food is life. Eggs Benedict in a herby Hollandaise sauce on a lightly toasted muffin, or thin slices of guinea fowl cooked slowly with sage and apricots, followed by a small(ish) portion of bread and butter pudding made with a vanilla pod and double cream '“ that's a proper lunch. A briny dolphin-hostile tuna portion slumped on wizened bread in a barristers' canteen is not.
Why do barristers have to eat such horrible food? Do we not suffer enough? How can one fight the good fight in a body cross because it has been abused by luncheon? And it's not just us: how can jurors properly abide by their oath as their insides churn with diet coke and cold pasta salad? And as for defendants lunching on microwaved pap in a molten plastic container, how can they participate in their trial anytime after 1.15pm? But dyspeptic jurors and even dieting briefs can keep body and soul together when released from court. Defendants have to go to prison. And have to eat prison food. But never having tasted the stuff,I expect I am doing it down.
According to the World Health Organization prisoners eat better inside than out, which doesn't say much for our national cuisine but does imply that the government is trying to raise the porridge standard at least. Healthy options are apparently available, some
prisons try to limit chips, while salad is on the menu. But weirdly prisoners choose chips over lettuce, and sponge pud and custard over an apple. Well, wouldn't you? We all go for mood-food when we need it. But proper mood-food is a serious nutritional issue and extraordinarily relevant to criminal justice.
We all know in our gut that nutrition must affect mood and behaviour, particularly in the young, which is why Jamie Oliver struck such a chord with his school meals campaign. Bernard Gesch is the Jamie Oliver of the criminal justice system. Once a probation officer, he is now a senior researcher in the Department of Physiology, Anatomy and Genetics at Oxford University and the director of Natural Justice. Natural Justice is a charity '“ of which Lord Ramsbotham, ex-inspector of prisons is
vice-chairman '“ which tries to find natural science based solutions for criminal and anti-social behaviour. Nutrition is a big area of their work. Gesch and Natural Justice were responsible for the key UK study which tested links between nutrition and anti-social behaviour in the inmates of HM Young Offenders Institute in Aylesbury.











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