my name is not Liz Imbrie

By LizImbrie

Cracked

A very damp walk into town to meet folks at the Huxley which, unfortunately was full. Instead, we had to think fast as we got soaked through and Dexter screamed at us from his (dry) buggy. To the Traverse!
A deep breath and some lunch for all three of us and we started to feel more human. Still soaked through 2 hours later though!
Friends came and drank with us and played with Dexter.
We were told the terrifying tale of the birth of my friend's nephew. I was almost in tears and incredibly grateful at how easy we've had it and also that M and L came out of their trauma unscathed thanks to the wonders of science.

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