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      Hermione Eyre, ES Magazine. Photographs by Lee Strickland. Styled by Orsolya Szabo
      31.07.09 Heather Mills is saving the world again, this time through the medium of fish-free fishfingers. And streaky 'bacon' made of soya dyed pink and white. It's her latest obsession: meatless meats.

      There are cartons of faux chicken stacked all over her sitting room in Hove, ready for delivery to her smart new vegan café down the road. 'I realised that meat production was causing global warming,' she says. 'So I went to Taiwan and developed a range of vegan meatless meat products.'

      Well, why not? Many divorcées spend their alimony on antiques or tennis lessons, or younger lovers. Actually, Heather does have a 36-year-old lover - 'the most gorgeous guy I've ever set eyes on,' as she tells me - because life can't be all meatless meat.

      Her home, close to Norman Cook and Zoë Ball's on Hove's 'millionaires' row', is pitched so close to the sea you could skim pebbles from her (purple velvet) sofa. When I arrive she is having her make-up done by three hand-maidens, young local lovelies who laugh at her jokes, repaint her body make-up and fetch spare prostheses: 'Darlin', will you grab me a high-heel leg?' (Evening shoes call for evening legs.) 'The one I want is the one with Beatrice tattooed on the bottom.'

      What? 'I'm too scared to have a tattoo on my body so I've done it on my artificial leg instead.' Sure enough, the girl appears carrying a limb with a portrait of five-year-old Beatrice etched on the ankle.

      Heather, 41, is on a mission to turn the world vegan, starting with her entourage. Her security guards are now scoffing tofu and lettuce, she assures me, and so are their wives. There's a long list of employees pinned to her fridge - including four plumbers, a piano professional and an eco-upholstery cleaner - maybe the ones with crosses by their names are still carnivores. 'Everyone who works for me eventually goes vegan,' she says firmly, 'by their own choice.' I even see her chucking her dog, Ollie, a fake chicken nugget. But her zealous veganism --vegangelicalism? - hasn't always worked. 'I could never get him to go vegan,' she says in a small, tight voice.

      Paul McCartney is He Who Shall Not Be Named. We're here to talk motherhood, independence and soya sausages, and her PR and a handmaiden loiter beside us during the interview to make sure of it. But still there are lots of pointed digs at McCartney, whom she married in 2002 and divorced last year. She describes her 'partner of 15 months', holidayrepturned-snooker-player Jamie Walker, as 'Exactly what I need, a man without ego. You can't have a partnership like this' - she demonstrates one hand crushing another - It's got to be like this': both hands equal.

      In many ways she seems over the marriage. Although I spot a copy of How to Survive the Loss of a Love on her shelves, I can't imagine she spends much time sniffling into it. But then again, she has just founded a vegan food empire, which is so not copying Linda McCartney. Linda's was only vegetarian. Heather is keen to point out that she was promoting vegan food 'years' before she met Paul. Just look at the GMTV interview she did in 1994, recommending garlic (better than antibiotics, apparently), enemas and wheatgrass - which isn't quite the same thing as veganism, although she was already bad-mouthing dairy products back then, as she is today. 'Milk? It's cow's pus,' she declares.

      Heather has been vegan (consuming no animal products at all) for six years. Beatrice has been brought up 'naturally, homeopathically and, of course, totally vegan'. She's off with her nanny today.

      Has she never come back from a friend's saying, 'Mummy, I ate a sausage?' 'She doesn't want to eat animals. When we went ice-skating at the Rockefeller Center in New York, there was a hot dog stand and she said, "Mummy, can I have a hot dog?" And I said, "Of course you can, sweetie, it's your choice" - she's always had that freedom. She said, "I don't want it if it's from the animals. Find me a hot dog that's not from the animals," and I was like [hits head], I haven't developed a vegan hot dog...' Typical. You go to Taiwan and develop every kind of meatless meat apart from the one your daughter wants. They found a vegan wiener shop just round the corner, though, and Beatrice said, 'You are a miracle worker, Mummy.'

      'Beatrice questions everybody who eats animals. When we were in the South of France, there was a buffet for kids, and by the end of the week no one would sit near us because she would go over and say, "Why are you eating that cow's bottom?" or "Oh, look at that little shrimp with little eyes..."

      Heather fancies herself a plain talker, no airs, definitely no graces. There's a sign in her loo that says: 'If any items apart from toilet paper get dropped in here, the bog monster will reach out and grab your dick or punani!' 'You need to be real,' she says, enlarging on why she has never had trouble attracting men. 'Down-to-earth, not fussy, not pretentious. I'll carry boxes, I'll clean toilets. I peeled 260 potatoes the other Sunday. That's why my nails are gone.'

      It could also have something to do with the fact that her manicurist, Kerry Newman, went tabloid kamikaze, selling her personal 'revelations' (Heather's still in love with Paul, apparently, and forces her housekeeper to coordinate her bras). Another lackey bites the dust. They often do. Currently, a former nanny, Sara Trumble, is suing for sex discrimination (allegedly Mills made her get up at 7.30am to baste her with fake tan). 'She was a lovely person to start with, but she was with me five years and I spoilt her rotten and her head went into the clouds with all the travel and she sold her soul.'

      Talking to Heather is making me dizzy. Almost sleepy. It might be the intensity of her pale-eyed stare, reminiscent of that hypnotic snake in The Jungle Book. It might be the lilting insistence of the Geordie voice: 'Vegetables are vegan. Fruit is vegan. Rice is vegan...' It wears you down, so when she gets more controversial - the US government suppressing negative findings about the dairy industry - you just nod and smile.

      So you can guess who won the battle over whether Beatrice should be educated privately or, like Paul McCartney's other daughters, at a state school. At their other home in Kent, Beatrice keeps a pony. It's a far cry from Heather's own childhood in Washington, Tyne and Wear, where she had to care for her younger siblings after her mother left her allegedly abusive father. By ten she was 'an old hand' at pinching food from supermarkets, as she wrote in her autobiography Out on a Limb. 'I would love to have had the life and the love Beatrice has. That's why I'm over the top with her.'

      'I love you! I love you!' Mills tells Beatrice when she drops in on our photoshoot with her Australian nanny. She is an only child and it looks set to stay that way. 'Never say never, but the world is so full of people that I think I'm lucky to have had one.' Mills insists that Beatrice isn't spoilt. 'I go to my friends in Newcastle and they have so many more toys than her, she's... oh, in wonderland. She's much more about outdoors play. Not toy overloaded.' But is it true she had a rather special fireworks display at her fourth birthday, featuring a £10,000 exploding hot air balloon...? The shutters come down. 'I can't talk any more about my daughter.'

      It's often alleged that Mills is extravagant, but I see no obvious materialism. 'I could be shopping and going out for lunch,' she says, but instead she's investing in meatless meats, acquiring the vegan Redwood Wholefood Company, subsidising the café ('The prices are ridiculously low, but I want people to try vegan food'), a cruelty-free shoe company Beyond Skin, an eco-couture enterprise (restyling charity shop clothes) and algaebased omega-3 capsules to save the fish. You wonder how long the £20 million will last. A reference to the actress Natalie Portman's vegan shoe line Te Casan, now discontinued, elicits: 'But she had plenty of money to carry on, a lot more than I would ever have.

      'I've just put everything I have into making this [the meatless café] work because, you know, life's short... It could have a huge impact but only if I make it into a worldwide franchise and roll it out across America.'

      Mills ponders the story of her life. 'Why didn't I lose my leg when I was doing humanitarian work in Yugoslavia? I had to come back here to get my leg chopped off and get media attention. Why did my mother have to lose her leg, too?' Her mother actually lost a leg? (This is one of the issues on which Heather and the rest of the world, including her mother's then husband, the actor Charles Stapley, disagree. He maintains that her leg was crushed in a car crash but that she made a good recovery.)

      'Well, they reattached it. It was hanging off by the skin. We didn't have much time together, because she left when I was nine, but it's weird how genetically you're the same. She did a lot of public speaking, and she was into homeopathy; she was quite innovative, so people thought she was nuts. She brought homeopathy to the Royal Marsden cancer hospital. She died aged 47. That's six years from now I'll be her age.' Heather looks into her rice milk latte with a soulful, prophetic expression that has a hint of 'You'll be sorry when I'm gone'.

      Does she still feel her own security is at risk? Last year on that infamous GMTV interview, when she complained she'd had 'worse press than a paedophile or a murderer', she said that the police had told her she'd had death threats from 'a Liverpool underground movement'. She says no, she doesn't feel at risk any more, because the death threats were 'a set-up, to try and make sure that someone could get custody of my daughter, because she wasn't safe with me'. She makes this extraordinary allegation quickly, flashing her bitterness like a knife.

      'God, that's so dark,' I say. 'Yup. So it was nice because I found out the whole thing wasn't happening. But it was a horrific thing to try and do.' And does she still have security? 'Yeah, full-time.' I haven't seen any sign of them. Are they around now? 'Always, yeah.' She looks behind her, semi-smiling at her invisible minders.

      Then comes my favourite moment. I ask if Beatrice is musical. 'Well, yeah, because all her family are - I play saxophone and oboe, my brother plays bass trombone and has a rock band, my sister plays the flute, my mother played piano and my dad played six instruments, so...' I look at her sideways, trying to get her to laugh. Not a smile. But then, almost as an afterthought: 'And then her dad's musical, so, yes, she's totally musical.' Beatrice must think that, of her parents, it's Mummy who is the real achiever.

      When we head down to her VBites café, it's buzzing. There are toddlers with soya bolognese all over their faces, old folk peering suspiciously at the pink thing inside their 'BLT', and stargazers who want Heather to sign their bill. There are six types of milk (soya, rice, almond, hazelnut, oat, quinoa) and holier-than-thou cupcakes (no gluten, no sugar) whirring round on a Yo! Sushi-style conveyor belt. 'Nice,' I say, and she replies, 'Thanks.' She saw them in Japan 15 years ago and thought they would work over here.

      In Heather's world, she has to be the heroine of every story. Still, I really hope her café and her meatless meats succeed. She's infuriating and charismatic; visionary and egotistical all at once. It's like the good fairy and the bad were playing top trumps over her cradle. But both of them forgot to bestow one thing: a sense of irony. She looks out over the grey, windy Hove Lagoon, a hangout for pre-teen hoodies but otherwise deserted, even in mid-July, and says, 'I'm gonna turn this into an ice rink. It'll be just like Central Park.'

      Make-up by Natalie Dean. Fashion assistant: Matilda Goad



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      She is driven by her passion and it seems at times confused by her own intensity; nothing a good psychotherapy course couldn't fix but until then, she is running from her childhood unhappiness. As for now. none of us are privy to anything in her personal life. No, we're not, no matter what you think you know from reading. anything from the bunch of journalists paid to write something, anything for their own living by trailing people in the limelight (egad, what a career choice!). Look to your own glasshouse first and do not stand in judgment as if you truly understand. It is important that people consider their food choices and impact on the planet and animals and Ms Mills is doing her bit - are you doing yours?

      - Rachelle, Wibbersmith Port

      The women is mad!

      - C Cusano, Bedford

      I think she misses Paul. It's so obvious to me, she's so bitter. She can't even acknowledge her daughter has musical talent because of him. Why so much space devoted to her. It does her no favors.

      - Laura, WPB, USA

      Asia has had "fake" gluten based meat for years, so she didn't develop anything. She might have got a brand name out which is all well and good.

      - Harry, london

      Fish-free fishfingers????? How does that work? Surely it's just a finger...

      ..."holier-than-thou cupcakes (no gluten, no sugar..." no taste, no fun)

      - Escobar A-Lop-Lop, Mad as hell and not taking it anymore...

      After reading Beatrice is musical because of Heather's side of the family, I had the best laugh in a long time. Who is she kidding with this, nobody. This is why nobody takes with woman seriously. She can't even state the obvious.

      - Tede, USA

      Does she ever read her previous interviews? The contradictions she herself states in this interview alone are mind boggling. She herself stated that in actuality her mother did not really lose her leg, but again in this interview she states her mother lost her leg. Guess what, Heather, most intelligent people actually remember what they have read, and again, these are her quotes, not made up stories, which seems to be her defense whenever she gets caught in a lie. The worst part is she comes across as delusional, and this does not help our way of life at all. Of course, being that I am only a vegetarian, in her view, makes me not quite as worthy since I'm not vegan. It is amazing that she really does not understand that all of this makes her very unlikeable, to say the least. If she would only just contribute and not preach and self-promte she might be able to get people to actually listen and not turn away in disgust.

      - Jenn, Santa Barbara USA

      I see she has never gotten off the topic of slamming McCartney. She needs to get over herself. Her holiday rep boyfriend is on her payroll. He better not ever question anything or he will be fired.
      No wonder Paul divorced her. The girl would be better off with her father.
      Bea is not an only child. She has four siblings.

      - Barbara, USA

      The new boyfriend is not an equal as she supports him financially after picking him up on a vacation. She dominates him I would think. She is vile in her digs at McCartney. He seemed to have supported all her activities when they were married (the judge said so). Now he supports her financially. She should at least be good enough to keep her mouth shut about him. She was the one who behaved badly in the divorce. She still shows signs of lunacy accusing her husband of threatening her. I hope she fails.

      - Marie, USA

      Looks like a good time to avoid HOVE

      - Donald Stavert, London
    • rocknrolltrekkie
      ... I dont believe that the writer likes her very much. or any of the sources. but its not about mcCartney. I suppose that having more vegan restaurants isn t
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        --- In veganview@yahoogroups.com, "swpgh01.t21@..." <swpgh01.t21@...> wrote:
        >
        > Hermione Eyre, ES Magazine. Photographs by Lee Strickland. Styled by Orsolya Szabo
        > 31.07.09 Heather Mills is saving the world again, this time through the medium of fish-free fishfingers. And streaky 'bacon' made of soya dyed pink and white. It's her latest obsession: meatless meats.
        >
        > There are cartons of faux chicken stacked all over her sitting room in Hove, ready for delivery to her smart new vegan café down the road. 'I realised that meat production was causing global warming,' she says. 'So I went to Taiwan and developed a range of vegan meatless meat products.'
        >
        > Well, why not? Many divorcées spend their alimony on antiques or tennis lessons, or younger lovers. Actually, Heather does have a 36-year-old lover - 'the most gorgeous guy I've ever set eyes on,' as she tells me - because life can't be all meatless meat.
        >
        > Her home, close to Norman Cook and Zoë Ball's on Hove's 'millionaires' row', is pitched so close to the sea you could skim pebbles from her (purple velvet) sofa. When I arrive she is having her make-up done by three hand-maidens, young local lovelies who laugh at her jokes, repaint her body make-up and fetch spare prostheses: 'Darlin', will you grab me a high-heel leg?' (Evening shoes call for evening legs.) 'The one I want is the one with Beatrice tattooed on the bottom.'
        >
        > What? 'I'm too scared to have a tattoo on my body so I've done it on my artificial leg instead.' Sure enough, the girl appears carrying a limb with a portrait of five-year-old Beatrice etched on the ankle.
        >
        > Heather, 41, is on a mission to turn the world vegan, starting with her entourage. Her security guards are now scoffing tofu and lettuce, she assures me, and so are their wives. There's a long list of employees pinned to her fridge - including four plumbers, a piano professional and an eco-upholstery cleaner - maybe the ones with crosses by their names are still carnivores. 'Everyone who works for me eventually goes vegan,' she says firmly, 'by their own choice.' I even see her chucking her dog, Ollie, a fake chicken nugget. But her zealous veganism --vegangelicalism? - hasn't always worked. 'I could never get him to go vegan,' she says in a small, tight voice.
        >
        > Paul McCartney is He Who Shall Not Be Named. We're here to talk motherhood, independence and soya sausages, and her PR and a handmaiden loiter beside us during the interview to make sure of it. But still there are lots of pointed digs at McCartney, whom she married in 2002 and divorced last year. She describes her 'partner of 15 months', holidayrepturned-snooker-player Jamie Walker, as 'Exactly what I need, a man without ego. You can't have a partnership like this' - she demonstrates one hand crushing another - It's got to be like this': both hands equal.
        >
        > In many ways she seems over the marriage. Although I spot a copy of How to Survive the Loss of a Love on her shelves, I can't imagine she spends much time sniffling into it. But then again, she has just founded a vegan food empire, which is so not copying Linda McCartney. Linda's was only vegetarian. Heather is keen to point out that she was promoting vegan food 'years' before she met Paul. Just look at the GMTV interview she did in 1994, recommending garlic (better than antibiotics, apparently), enemas and wheatgrass - which isn't quite the same thing as veganism, although she was already bad-mouthing dairy products back then, as she is today. 'Milk? It's cow's pus,' she declares.
        >
        > Heather has been vegan (consuming no animal products at all) for six years. Beatrice has been brought up 'naturally, homeopathically and, of course, totally vegan'. She's off with her nanny today.
        >
        > Has she never come back from a friend's saying, 'Mummy, I ate a sausage?' 'She doesn't want to eat animals. When we went ice-skating at the Rockefeller Center in New York, there was a hot dog stand and she said, "Mummy, can I have a hot dog?" And I said, "Of course you can, sweetie, it's your choice" - she's always had that freedom. She said, "I don't want it if it's from the animals. Find me a hot dog that's not from the animals," and I was like [hits head], I haven't developed a vegan hot dog...' Typical. You go to Taiwan and develop every kind of meatless meat apart from the one your daughter wants. They found a vegan wiener shop just round the corner, though, and Beatrice said, 'You are a miracle worker, Mummy.'
        >
        > 'Beatrice questions everybody who eats animals. When we were in the South of France, there was a buffet for kids, and by the end of the week no one would sit near us because she would go over and say, "Why are you eating that cow's bottom?" or "Oh, look at that little shrimp with little eyes..."
        >
        > Heather fancies herself a plain talker, no airs, definitely no graces. There's a sign in her loo that says: 'If any items apart from toilet paper get dropped in here, the bog monster will reach out and grab your dick or punani!' 'You need to be real,' she says, enlarging on why she has never had trouble attracting men. 'Down-to-earth, not fussy, not pretentious. I'll carry boxes, I'll clean toilets. I peeled 260 potatoes the other Sunday. That's why my nails are gone.'
        >
        > It could also have something to do with the fact that her manicurist, Kerry Newman, went tabloid kamikaze, selling her personal 'revelations' (Heather's still in love with Paul, apparently, and forces her housekeeper to coordinate her bras). Another lackey bites the dust. They often do. Currently, a former nanny, Sara Trumble, is suing for sex discrimination (allegedly Mills made her get up at 7.30am to baste her with fake tan). 'She was a lovely person to start with, but she was with me five years and I spoilt her rotten and her head went into the clouds with all the travel and she sold her soul.'
        >
        > Talking to Heather is making me dizzy. Almost sleepy. It might be the intensity of her pale-eyed stare, reminiscent of that hypnotic snake in The Jungle Book. It might be the lilting insistence of the Geordie voice: 'Vegetables are vegan. Fruit is vegan. Rice is vegan...' It wears you down, so when she gets more controversial - the US government suppressing negative findings about the dairy industry - you just nod and smile.
        >
        > So you can guess who won the battle over whether Beatrice should be educated privately or, like Paul McCartney's other daughters, at a state school. At their other home in Kent, Beatrice keeps a pony. It's a far cry from Heather's own childhood in Washington, Tyne and Wear, where she had to care for her younger siblings after her mother left her allegedly abusive father. By ten she was 'an old hand' at pinching food from supermarkets, as she wrote in her autobiography Out on a Limb. 'I would love to have had the life and the love Beatrice has. That's why I'm over the top with her.'
        >
        > 'I love you! I love you!' Mills tells Beatrice when she drops in on our photoshoot with her Australian nanny. She is an only child and it looks set to stay that way. 'Never say never, but the world is so full of people that I think I'm lucky to have had one.' Mills insists that Beatrice isn't spoilt. 'I go to my friends in Newcastle and they have so many more toys than her, she's... oh, in wonderland. She's much more about outdoors play. Not toy overloaded.' But is it true she had a rather special fireworks display at her fourth birthday, featuring a £10,000 exploding hot air balloon...? The shutters come down. 'I can't talk any more about my daughter.'
        >
        > It's often alleged that Mills is extravagant, but I see no obvious materialism. 'I could be shopping and going out for lunch,' she says, but instead she's investing in meatless meats, acquiring the vegan Redwood Wholefood Company, subsidising the café ('The prices are ridiculously low, but I want people to try vegan food'), a cruelty-free shoe company Beyond Skin, an eco-couture enterprise (restyling charity shop clothes) and algaebased omega-3 capsules to save the fish. You wonder how long the £20 million will last. A reference to the actress Natalie Portman's vegan shoe line Te Casan, now discontinued, elicits: 'But she had plenty of money to carry on, a lot more than I would ever have.
        >
        > 'I've just put everything I have into making this [the meatless café] work because, you know, life's short... It could have a huge impact but only if I make it into a worldwide franchise and roll it out across America.'
        >
        > Mills ponders the story of her life. 'Why didn't I lose my leg when I was doing humanitarian work in Yugoslavia? I had to come back here to get my leg chopped off and get media attention. Why did my mother have to lose her leg, too?' Her mother actually lost a leg? (This is one of the issues on which Heather and the rest of the world, including her mother's then husband, the actor Charles Stapley, disagree. He maintains that her leg was crushed in a car crash but that she made a good recovery.)
        >
        > 'Well, they reattached it. It was hanging off by the skin. We didn't have much time together, because she left when I was nine, but it's weird how genetically you're the same. She did a lot of public speaking, and she was into homeopathy; she was quite innovative, so people thought she was nuts. She brought homeopathy to the Royal Marsden cancer hospital. She died aged 47. That's six years from now I'll be her age.' Heather looks into her rice milk latte with a soulful, prophetic expression that has a hint of 'You'll be sorry when I'm gone'.
        >
        > Does she still feel her own security is at risk? Last year on that infamous GMTV interview, when she complained she'd had 'worse press than a paedophile or a murderer', she said that the police had told her she'd had death threats from 'a Liverpool underground movement'. She says no, she doesn't feel at risk any more, because the death threats were 'a set-up, to try and make sure that someone could get custody of my daughter, because she wasn't safe with me'. She makes this extraordinary allegation quickly, flashing her bitterness like a knife.
        >
        > 'God, that's so dark,' I say. 'Yup. So it was nice because I found out the whole thing wasn't happening. But it was a horrific thing to try and do.' And does she still have security? 'Yeah, full-time.' I haven't seen any sign of them. Are they around now? 'Always, yeah.' She looks behind her, semi-smiling at her invisible minders.
        >
        > Then comes my favourite moment. I ask if Beatrice is musical. 'Well, yeah, because all her family are - I play saxophone and oboe, my brother plays bass trombone and has a rock band, my sister plays the flute, my mother played piano and my dad played six instruments, so...' I look at her sideways, trying to get her to laugh. Not a smile. But then, almost as an afterthought: 'And then her dad's musical, so, yes, she's totally musical.' Beatrice must think that, of her parents, it's Mummy who is the real achiever.
        >
        > When we head down to her VBites café, it's buzzing. There are toddlers with soya bolognese all over their faces, old folk peering suspiciously at the pink thing inside their 'BLT', and stargazers who want Heather to sign their bill. There are six types of milk (soya, rice, almond, hazelnut, oat, quinoa) and holier-than-thou cupcakes (no gluten, no sugar) whirring round on a Yo! Sushi-style conveyor belt. 'Nice,' I say, and she replies, 'Thanks.' She saw them in Japan 15 years ago and thought they would work over here.
        >
        > In Heather's world, she has to be the heroine of every story. Still, I really hope her café and her meatless meats succeed. She's infuriating and charismatic; visionary and egotistical all at once. It's like the good fairy and the bad were playing top trumps over her cradle. But both of them forgot to bestow one thing: a sense of irony. She looks out over the grey, windy Hove Lagoon, a hangout for pre-teen hoodies but otherwise deserted, even in mid-July, and says, 'I'm gonna turn this into an ice rink. It'll be just like Central Park.'
        >
        > Make-up by Natalie Dean. Fashion assistant: Matilda Goad
        >
        >
        >
        > Related articles
        > Vegan Heather buys `ethical' food firm to rival Linda McCartney's
        >
        > Reader views (10) Add your view
        >
        > She is driven by her passion and it seems at times confused by her own intensity; nothing a good psychotherapy course couldn't fix but until then, she is running from her childhood unhappiness. As for now. none of us are privy to anything in her personal life. No, we're not, no matter what you think you know from reading. anything from the bunch of journalists paid to write something, anything for their own living by trailing people in the limelight (egad, what a career choice!). Look to your own glasshouse first and do not stand in judgment as if you truly understand. It is important that people consider their food choices and impact on the planet and animals and Ms Mills is doing her bit - are you doing yours?
        >
        > - Rachelle, Wibbersmith Port
        >
        > The women is mad!
        >
        > - C Cusano, Bedford
        >
        > I think she misses Paul. It's so obvious to me, she's so bitter. She can't even acknowledge her daughter has musical talent because of him. Why so much space devoted to her. It does her no favors.
        >
        > - Laura, WPB, USA
        >
        > Asia has had "fake" gluten based meat for years, so she didn't develop anything. She might have got a brand name out which is all well and good.
        >
        > - Harry, london
        >
        > Fish-free fishfingers????? How does that work? Surely it's just a finger...
        >
        > ..."holier-than-thou cupcakes (no gluten, no sugar..." no taste, no fun)
        >
        > - Escobar A-Lop-Lop, Mad as hell and not taking it anymore...
        >
        > After reading Beatrice is musical because of Heather's side of the family, I had the best laugh in a long time. Who is she kidding with this, nobody. This is why nobody takes with woman seriously. She can't even state the obvious.
        >
        > - Tede, USA
        >
        > Does she ever read her previous interviews? The contradictions she herself states in this interview alone are mind boggling. She herself stated that in actuality her mother did not really lose her leg, but again in this interview she states her mother lost her leg. Guess what, Heather, most intelligent people actually remember what they have read, and again, these are her quotes, not made up stories, which seems to be her defense whenever she gets caught in a lie. The worst part is she comes across as delusional, and this does not help our way of life at all. Of course, being that I am only a vegetarian, in her view, makes me not quite as worthy since I'm not vegan. It is amazing that she really does not understand that all of this makes her very unlikeable, to say the least. If she would only just contribute and not preach and self-promte she might be able to get people to actually listen and not turn away in disgust.
        >
        > - Jenn, Santa Barbara USA
        >
        > I see she has never gotten off the topic of slamming McCartney. She needs to get over herself. Her holiday rep boyfriend is on her payroll. He better not ever question anything or he will be fired.
        > No wonder Paul divorced her. The girl would be better off with her father.
        > Bea is not an only child. She has four siblings.
        >
        > - Barbara, USA
        >
        > The new boyfriend is not an equal as she supports him financially after picking him up on a vacation. She dominates him I would think. She is vile in her digs at McCartney. He seemed to have supported all her activities when they were married (the judge said so). Now he supports her financially. She should at least be good enough to keep her mouth shut about him. She was the one who behaved badly in the divorce. She still shows signs of lunacy accusing her husband of threatening her. I hope she fails.
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        > - Marie, USA
        >
        > Looks like a good time to avoid HOVE
        >
        > - Donald Stavert, London
        >
        I dont believe that the writer likes her very much. or any of the sources. but its not about mcCartney. I suppose that having more vegan restaurants isn't bad, I just wish someone else came up with the idea.
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