The time I went ferrel.
The time I was allowed to become ferrel is now over. I’m not talking about living in a forest eating nuts and berries while running about with hardly any clothes on – although I do have friends who may have done that! I’m talking about three months at home, being bra-less and gardening in bare feet. Very hairy legs and my hair looking like a birds nest, but not really caring much, and only putting a smidge of make up on when I went to Sainsburys every ten days. I saw no clien