November the 9th

Well. It is 9/11. Thought I'd mention it.

Seven years have passed. That is bloody terrifying. I was 17. Young. Naive. Thin. 

What's changed?

I am not naive for starters. I am no longer a provincial Welsh girl but a hardened Londoner. I speak fluent cockney rhyming slang. I can sell you 5 for a pound - of ANYTHING.

This is not a particularly insightful or interesting blog post.