It's been a little odd, one of those surprises, then, in the last month
to find myself twice unexpectedly being made aware of them. The first
time was for my doctor, who needed to give them a routine examination.
No worries, I said, and pulled my top off. To which she reacted with
horror, it seems this is something to be done on the examination table
with loads of curtains around.
This is a really nice post, from Jenny, who is Learning to be body-conscious.
Saturday 9
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*Saturday 9: Georgia on My Mind (1978)*
*On Saturdays I take a break from the heavy stuff and have some fun…*
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