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I had a big disappointment recently.I shall never be able to wear a miniskirt again
The bones in my legs do not meet correctly at the knee.To think I spent years displaying them to all and sundry until I read the letter from the Consultant
Another one is that fig roll biscuits are much smaller than they used to be. as are bars of milk chocolate.Even our coins are smaller.
Oh., for a half crown or a florin
A pound coin now looks like a shrunken two shilling piece , it’s not even as big as threepenny bit!
Size can matter,Imagine if we were reduced in size by 90 %.We would not be able to sit in a chair any more nor eat at the table.We would not be able to get on a bus even and worse, no way to sit on a loo.What woe.
Still if I look round I am bound to find someone with even worse legs than mine.I takes my mind off Brexit.And yours too.I hope
How my heart sings 
Katherine, you make me laugh but also to recognize your wisdom and ability to find so much in so little. But I’ve always loved your knees. Thank you. Best wishes,
Thank you so much,David,My mother in law used to envy my long legs!!
I fear my miniskirt days are over, too. On the bright side, I could probably win a spider vein contest if anyone else had the guts to enter.
At least now we can wear trousers or maxi skirts… or leggings with long tunics.I’m glad to see your little face here,Janet.Love,Kathryn