I don’t know whether I should feel excited or depressed about being twenty-seven next week, but taking that out of the equation I’m feeling excited about everything. Over the past two weeks I’ve had at least four more people see me naked who’d never even met me before! It’s quite addictive.

I flirted with the start-up guys today. It was a bit cooler than recently so I wore my jumper dress and tights. I know I have some stockings now, but I really can’t be bothered. Tights does mean underwear, though, so it’s a bit less dangerous than usual. But I do love the way the wool feels against my skin all the same.