Crisp packets.

Shriveled over a candle flame.

Had a meet up with some friends. Women I know through the Mountain Club. Caught up with ski holidays and friends who have lost loved ones. Sister's returning from abroad (though her Mum and Dad have not been told, it is a big secret). Big birthday's approaching, a concert planned.

I do like my friends...

P told me she thought these were 'art'. She also told me that she never put a crisp packet under the grill and shriveled it down to the size of a match box and then put a safety pin in the back and wore it as a badge.

Deprived childhood obviously.