Susan Perrin is not sure that she exists as an individual any more, since everything she has done, felt or experienced recently has been attributed to her cessation of ovarian follicular activity rather than her enduring or situational personality traits or fleeting preferences.
Want to buy a hat? Menopause.
Grumpy at a colleague adding big things to an agenda five minutes before a meeting? Menopause.
An urge to track down tutti frutti ice cream like that made by Gino Ginelli in the 1980s? Menopause.
Drawn a picture of a cock and balls with marker pen under a subway? Menopause.
Written a rock opera about the design and introduction of the Bic four colour pen? Menopause.
Developed a liking for salt and vinegar crisp sandwiches? Menopause.
Think garden centre prices for fruit cake are too expensive? Menopause.
Dreaming about being chased by a giant stick of rhubarb holding Margaret Thatcher’s handbag? Menopause.
HRT patch not sticking to thigh? Menopause (okay maybe that one is).
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