In the past fortnight, I've learned some interesting things about my breasts. And unaccustomed as I am to featuring this body part in my written work, I was so foolishly surprised by some of them that I thought it worth sharing.
About six weeks ago, I turned 50. Apart from the other enjoyable entitlements that accrue to a lady on this milestone (an open carry licence for rogue chin hairs, heightened authority to dispense irritating advice to one's children, and so on), there is also a mild flutter of medical administrivia that comes due on this date.
