God I'm dull. One man in my life. Ever. And that was DH. Wouldn't have it any other way though.
PJ, my darling, darling girl. You've been through so much. But by God you're a funny, bright, beautiful and wonderful woman at the end of it all. Move to Norfolk. Gwan. I'll take you on therapeutic walks through fields and we can weave baskets. I'll convert you to lentil weavery in the end.
Scoot, you sound like a bio-hazard. Go to the meet in a big white suit and helmet. Won't need to straighten your hair then. And stop detoxing, you need some fat and protein to build you up.