So here is me looking cross in Bristol. Sneering, almost. Or at least frowning very hard indeed. I don't remember being ratty once this day. I probably was though. One year for my birthday Caitie gave me this notebook with a picture of a small frowning person wearing a red hood on it. She said, "I got this because it looks exactly like you." And she actually was right. A number of people not normally given to those sorts of observations have picked up that notebook over the years and gone, "But this is you." It's terrible to just have a grumpy face. It means you'll age very badly. All that stuff about Getting The Face You Deserve and that.
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