Sharon Feinstein

Nobu is out ! I don’t care whether you have an account there or that it’s near your office. Have you ever thought about the way they are fishing the magnificent blue fin tuna to extinction and carving up their flesh for your plate. First we decimated the cod, now it’s tuna and in fifty years time we’ll have run out of fish altogether. We are constantly hacking, slicing and chomping out way through everything. You probably realise that last night I watched End of The Line,  the new documentary about the terrible state of our oceans, 70 per cent of the planet by the way. And now it’s staring me in the face.  I don’t eat meat, but I am now contemplating a world without fish. I managed to get hold of a screener so watched the unfolding horror in the comfort of my living-room with a vegan and a vegetarian. Don’t laugh! We did manage to find something to eat and I hit the Bordeaux. And yes you can have a coffee break soon. Just don’t start accusing me of being holier than thou or dare I say it – vicarly – because I can assure you I am one of the world’s proudest hedonists, in constant pursuit of pleasure across the globe, just maybe not at the expense of others. And why aren’t fish others too! I’m not saying I’m doing it or have made the decision, but today I’m contemplating a life without fish, and without a doubt I will only eat sustainable fish until I take my decision. According to scientists it won’t  even be my choice if I deliberate for another 50 years, keep going to Nobu to eat blue fin tuna, and munch my way through farmed salmon who are fed millions of ground up anchovies. Ok, enough for one day. But we are going to talk turtles tomorrow because that’s my project and something I refuse to shy away from. My campaign launches next week and I really want you all on board.