Tis the season of fresh faces + freckles… and I’ve got fomo. From now on you’ll find me medicating on H20, mindlessly carrot-munching & pinning all my hopes on the promise of eternal youth….
I’m writing this ‘on the hoof’, airing live from a coffee shop south of Guildford whilst I piggy-back some poor souls data allowance ‘n pray for extra sprinkles on my skinny…
