Selfie

Hope it doesn't put you off your tea.

There's a very slow, very gentle revolution going on in my world as I head towards the kind of me I want to be. No longer a tubby gutbucket, no longer hiding behind long hair and thanks to my very good therapist no longer quite so comprehensively screwed up.

In the words of the wonderful E B White: Hang on to your hat, hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.