Dear Uncle Drago,
My London-based granddaughter, who's a fussy eater has just announced that she's vegan. It goes against the grain of everything our family stands for. We're (dare I say it) classic hunting, fishing, shooting types.
I met my wife on a grouse moor in Perthshire 40 years ago and have been plucking game birds ever since. I've spoken to friends and it seems that veganism is all the rage these days among the young. I can't understand it at all. In my day you ate what was put on your plate and that was the end of it.
Am I expected to put up with this sort of nonsense? Or should I take a stand? They are all coming to us for Christmas and I'm already dreading the cooking. Apparently cheese and eggs are off-limits – and even mince pies are verboten.
Virgil X from Ventongimps
(I've changed my name – for obvious reasons)
PS No point discussing things with my daughter-in-law. She's what I would describe as a ''hands-off father''. Rarely lifts a finger and very happy to just let her children run riot.