Walking around London these past few days has made me self-conscious. Parts of London have very glamorous people, especially around my hotel area.
So with spots on my face (I have some pimples), I’m feeling a little like Shrek might have done. I might pop into Boots tomorrow morning to buy some simple acne creams or even a light topical anti-biotic to reduce the swellings.
You’d think at my mature age I’d be over pimples, but I’m not.