So I don’t really have a picture that goes with the events of tonight, but I want to remember the night that someone said the words “Verity, you are sexual nectar”. I never want to forget those words for they were uttered by a man [a friend] who can, by his own admission, see beyond the top layer now where once he couldn’t.
Let the warm rosy glow of being called sexual nectar never die.
Lovely fab night. … sexual nectar huh? Yeah go-on I’ll accept that one!