J’s Diary Entry Tuesday, 26 September 1995 Simon leaves in 5 days. God I’ll miss him. I wish I could go too. I tell him how ace it’s going to be and how much sex he’s going to have. He gets all excited just like a kid. I hope he has a great time in Europe. Watched a documentary on Bongs tonight – quite frightening. … Continue reading I mean, if I get cancer, I die, no problem, but brain damage, that’s serious.
16 Dec 1994 – FAX To My Dear Nana and Uncle J, Here are the photos taken this morning, I do hope you can make sense of them on the fax. The nice lady at the hospital who took my photo said that I am the right size for Mummy’s dates so I should be here to see you on the 2nd of June. Mummy … Continue reading Baby’s First Photo