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Travelling on the tube seems to turn humans into vultures. Okay, so maybe that’s a slight exaggeration, but there are clearly three types of people who inhabit the underground. You get the predators, who have a eagle eye for an empty seat and pounce across the carriage as soon as one becomes available. Then you get those who seem to be wrapped up in invisible bubble wrap – no matter what they won’t move down into the space in the carriage. And finally those who clearly want everyone to know they exist. They will sprawl their paper across their lap (and mine), or irritate the entire carriage with their own music.

Last week I found myself in an awkward situation. I was on the Metropolitan Line, travelling home after yet another long day. Tired, hungry and did I mention hungry. Anyway, I’m sitting on a three-seater seat, perched next to the window. There’s a fairly large man, six foot five to be exact, who I’ll call Aisle Man sitting on the aisle seat. The space between us would fit a small child.

Man Number Two enters. He sees the small space and is determined to fit. Here we go, I think to myself.

Aisle Man points out: “I know this is a three seater seat, but I’m big, you’re not going to fit.”

Man Number Two replies: “This seat was made for three. I will fit.”

Typical male characteristics may I just point out. Too much testosterone and lose of common sense as you will soon realise.

So in Man Number Two climbs in, with his numerous accessories; bags, umbrella and brief case.  He squeezes. At this point, the way it was going, he might as well sit on top of me!

I turn to him: “Excuse me!”

He continues to shuffle himself on the edge of the sit pushing against me and Aisle Man. I couldn’t move. He was so close I could feel his body heat.

Finchley Road felt like the longest journey ever and he didn’t seem to be bothered at all. As he read his magazine I could hear peanuts being crushed by his teeth. Yes, he really was that close.

Finchley Road arrived and Aisle Man got up: “I told you I was big and there wasn’t enough room. The poor girl in the corner is squashed.”

Man Number Two turns and sees me, for perhaps, the first time in the journey. He moves over oblivious to the previous 15 minutes and continues his journey.

The end of that journey as you can imagine was a relief. Getting off that train, I walked home, taking in the fresh air and came home and immediately showered. It was definitely one of those journeys I was glad to see the end of. And as for Man Number Two – Think before you act!

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5km in 45 minutes. I’m well proud!

Yesterday myself, Kav, Jaina and Anisha did the race for life in Hyde Park. Joining another 17,000 women, the route took place in the beautiful Hyde Park.

I’ve got to admit, I have not exercised for years. I mean, I walk everywhere, but hard-core gyming and training is unheard of. This is the main reason I’m so proud I completed the track in good time.

Was all for a good cause and had a fun day out. Maybe next year I’ll train and do better!

For anyone who still wants to sponsor us, please visit http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/heenatailor

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I was quite reluctant to write about the following subject, purely to the fact that I despise BodyShock programmes. The way these programmes portrays human beings as complete freaks just because they suffer from a rare disease is quite horrific.

However the story of 16-year-old Jyoti Amge did quite the opposite. A mere 23 inches tall Jyoti suffers from Achondroplasia; the most recognisable form of dwarfism that occurs due to a lack of growth hormones.

Although Jyoti continues to lead a normal life her condition has led her to move up in the world. Renowned as a goddess, her family and Gurus literally believe she is a form of god.

To me, her status is ludicrous. Not only that, but doctors believe they can help her quality of life for the future. An operation to realign her bones and insert metal rods to hold them in place could change her life. More importantly stop it from deteriorating.

But, this is where the story becomes sad. Jyoti’s parents are concerned she won’t be able to withstand the pain and refuse doctors operating. Taking away their daughters chance to walk and live a near to normal life, to me, seems selfish. I mean, what happens when Jyoti is 35? Will she still get carried everywhere? Will India still see her as a goddess?

So I had a dream last night. The dream told me, I had to blog the hot chocolate I experienced back in February. I say experienced, because it was like heaven in a mug. So smooth, and sweet, and creamy too. It was the best hot chocolate me and Kavita, my sister have ever tried.

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See I’m a big fan of hot chocolate but I hate it in places like Starbucks and Costa. So watered-down and all the cocoa powder settles at the bottom. It leaves a weird taste in my mouth. (Please do let me know if I’m not the only one)

Any way, Tom Tom is a cute coffee house near Victoria Station. On the corner of Ebury Street we found it by chance but I’ve got to say, it’s defiantly a hidden beauty. Inside it has a relaxed and authentic mood. Slightly posh too, but an aura making you feel quite cosy and at home.

And trust me; by just looking at this picture, your mouth will water. I was so amazed that two months after I dreamt about it! Now isn’t that alone telling you that it is something special.

Eat your heart out!

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“Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care
The death of each day’s life,
sore labour’s bath Balm of hurt minds,
great nature’s second course,
Chief nourisher in life’s feast.”
William Shakespeare, Macbeth

Eight hours of sleep is the daily recommendation, but how many hours leaves you feeling fresh and ready to tackle to the day ahead?

I go by the daily recommendation and not because it is the recommendation. Eight hours of sleep and my body clock starts alarming.

But I know a few people who could sleep for 12 hours and more! Personally I call them sloths. Bless their sleepy heads.

First is my friend, Ez. He LOVES his sleep and even if I wake him up, or plan to meet for lunch, he will be sleeping. It’s all about brunch for him, no such thing as breakfast.

Second is my sister, Kavita. She wakes up, crawls out of her bed and crawls into mine. And this happens at 9am!

On the other hand there is my mum who is up by 4am busy baking. On occasions she get less than six hours sleep through the night and still is up and about throughout the day. Her response is: “The early bird catches the worm.”

There’s also my other friend, Ozzy who hardly ever goes to bed before 2am! I’m on my third dream by then.

Two ends of the spectrum, but where do you fit in? A sloth or an Owl?

Also check out the BBC quiz on sleep. I scored 73%. It told me: “You do not have a problem with sleep and you are not very sleepy during the day, which means your body is probably getting the sleep it needs. Quality of sleep is more important than quantity.” It even gave me some tips on improving me sleep! And in the mean time, here are a few facts to get your brain ticking, or could just make you sleepy!

  1. The record for the longest period without sleep is 18 days, 21 hours, 40 minutes during a rocking chair marathon. The record holder reported hallucinations, paranoia, blurred vision, slurred speech and memory and concentration lapses.
  2. It’s impossible to tell if someone is really awake without close medical supervision. People can take cat naps with their eyes open without even being aware of it.
  3. Anything less than five minutes to fall asleep at night means you’re sleep deprived. The ideal is between 10 and 15 minutes, meaning you’re still tired enough to sleep deeply, but not so exhausted you feel sleepy by day.
  4. It’s possible there may not be a single moment of our sleep when we are actually dreamless.
  5. Some scientists believe we dream to fix experiences in long-term memory, that is, we dream about things worth remembering. Others think we dream about things worth forgetting – to eliminate overlapping memories that would otherwise clog up our brains.
  6. Dreams may not serve any purpose at all but be merely a meaningless byproduct of two evolutionary adaptations – sleep and consciousness.
  7. The “natural alarm clock” which enables some people to wake up more or less when they want to is caused by a burst of the stress hormone adrenocorticotropin. Researchers say this reflects an unconscious anticipation of the stress of waking up.
  8. Humans sleep on average around three hours less than other primates like chimps, rhesus monkeys, squirrel monkeys and baboons, all of whom sleep for 10 hours.
  9. Ducks at risk of attack by predators are able to balance the need for sleep and survival, keeping one half of the brain awake while the other slips into sleep mode.
  10. The extra-hour of sleep received when clocks are put back at the start of daylight in Canada has been found to coincide with a fall in the number of road accidents.

Goodnight everyone

It is sad. In this country we are graced with a National Health Service, yet time after time it fails us. Whether is failing to recognise and diagnose illnesses earlier or tests going wrong it makes one doubt the way this system is run.

There no longer seems to be any standards in this environment, which is absurd as peoples’ lives are at risks. Birmingham Children’s Hospital has been described as having “serious potential risks”. A lack of beds has led to turning children away. How can we as a nation let this continue?

What is worse, is that days after Stafford Hospital was condemned “appalling”, the suspended chief executive, Martin Yates will still receive £3500 a month. Up to 1,200 patients needlessly died under his watch! Shouldn’t he be facing criminal charges? How does this make any sense?

We pay taxes, so inevitably we are paying this third-world health care!

To me, it is embarrassing. In such a developed country patients are getting treated with no respect. It’s got to the stage were individuals don’t visit their local GP to avoid yet another course of antibiotics. Doctors should be aware that their actions could have life-changing consequences.

In their defence I can understand their job is tough, but when an individual has the power to save one’s life they need to genuinely care. They need to stop brushing things under the carpet, blaming them on stress levels and perhaps read and understand their job description.

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