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I won’t enforce gender-roles on a caterpillar

I’ve had a really good day. I have recently been struggling with my mood because of the time of year but I think that it’s a case of not letting it bother me too much. I have found it’s better to go into a day with the right frame of mind. I know it’s a bullshit but the “faking it to you make it” is working for me.

I have a guest at my house. It’s a caterpillar from my Dad’s allotment that stowed away on a cauliflower. I don’t know what to do about it because I don’t want to hurt or inadvertently kill it. It is an “it” because I don’t know how to confidently how to sex a caterpillar nor is it my place to enforce gender-roles on a bug. I’ll keep you posted about it.

This is my caterpillar. I don’t know what to do with it.

There are times that I’m reminded at just how far we have come as a society when it comes to the acceptance of the LGBTQ+ community. I know we’ve got a long way to go still but it warms the cockles of the heart when you see a young gay man expressing himself through having a fierce and fabulous manicure. I couldn’t help but comment on his nails. They were long, probably fake and red. Honestly, it made me so happy, considering that I live in the backwaters of Norfolk. He was more than happy to talk to me about it too.

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