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Stepping into the hot shower.

Leaping onto the train as the doors began to shut. Can’t believe I made it.

Getting my vulva cast in a lovely sunny studio.

Being in Brighton, walking along by the sea and remembering places I went with nan when I was a kid.

Lols with Alec and Doug and some other eggs at the pub. Ice cream man, cream pie and vulva casting.

Chips.

Getting into bed with a hot water bottle after walking home in the rain.