Decades ago, long before the then minister John Gummer sent
his press office into meltdown by trying – in front of TV cameras - to make his
young daughter eat a beef burger when she clearly didn’t want to, I was one of
those nosy-parker reporters who kept asking awkward questions about Mad Cow
disease.
I’m sorry to say that I made myself thoroughly unpopular
with many in the agriculture industry, particularly the National Farmers Union,
because it was a story that just would not go away. When a cat called Max, in Bristol, was shown
to have died from Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy, ministerial assurances of a
so-called “species barrier” suddenly collapsed.
We later learned that there had been a long-running and very
serious feud between the Department of Health and what was then called the
Ministry of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food over the level of risk to
humans. I’m happy to report that
although scores of humans did indeed die from a variant of the illness, which
the government accepted was “most probably” caused by eating infected beef,
fears of a widespread epidemic claiming thousands of lives appear to have been
overblown.
And although there is the occasional, unexplained,
spontaneous outbreak of BSE, the raft of regulations introduced in the wake of
Mad Cow disease ensures that the risk to humans remains vanishingly small.
You might therefore think it is surprising that I would now
promote the case for relaxing one aspect of those regulations. I do so for two reasons – first, because the
regulation itself fails to do the job it is required to, and secondly because
there would be widespread social and economic benefits to rural Cornwall. This is the rule book relating to mobile
on-farm slaughter.
On-farm slaughter used to be widespread, but has now almost
completely disappeared because – after Mad Cow disease – the government was
determined to clamp down on any risks associated with high-risk offal,
particularly from bovine spines.
Instead, cattle now have to be transported – often over long distances –
to reach slaughterhouses which meet very high standards of clinical
cleanliness.
What makes the existing rule fall on the wrong side of
“daft” is that it is still perfectly OK to slaughter “at home” provided you eat
the beef yourself, and don’t try to sell it to anyone.
The Food Standards Agency says: “It should be
noted that home slaughter is likely to carry a greater human health risk than
slaughter that takes place in approved premises.”
But there are still some farmers, particularly smallholders,
who do not like the potentially distressing business of transporting livestock
to slaughter. So how do you safely
slaughter on your farm? The answer is
that you call an expert – but experts now are themselves becoming very rare.
One such expert is Paul Marshall, of Wadebridge (left,) whose
family has worked in the livestock slaughter business for generations. He could well be the last mobile slaughterman
in Britain. Paul’s job is not without
risk. Not from the livestock, but from
bureaucrats.
Technically, if he kills the beast it has been “placed on
the market” and both he and the farmer risk prosecution. If he merely “assists” in the slaughter, then
he is in the clear. The farmer still
risks prosecution if any meat is sold because the rules say “the owner must
only supply his immediate family.” So
presumably spouse and children are OK, but great uncles and second cousins are
not.
From the point of view of protecting human health, the rules
are at best very weak. They should be
re-visited and re-written. There would
also be a social and economic benefit to keeping the value of this part of the
meat trade within rural areas, rather than see it lost to multi-national
corporations.
The rules, of course, have their roots in an office in
Brussels. It might be that Brexit
changes the game. My essential point is
that it was not traditional mobile slaughtermen who caused Mad Cow Disease,
more than 30 years ago. It was most
probably contaminated cattle feed and a high-tech industrial approach to
agriculture. We might have thrown the
baby out with the bathwater.
