I am talking to someone I haven’t spoken to in a very long time.

It feels like a bowl of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream after weeks of a torturous dried fig and muesli diet.

It is also making me cry, the relief of not having lost, and the image of her scrambling up a snowy tree in a back garden, the sushi and the synchronised hysterical laughter for no reason.

She said I turned her bi. I think she is joking…