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For Christmas my sister gave me one of those foot mask things where you wear it for an hour and two days later all your skin falls off. Maybe not all of your skin, just the bit of it you've already used and is boring. I have quite nice feet (I was told by a foot fetishist once, though he may just have been trying to continue access) so I don't think there'll be a dramatic difference, but I'm looking forward to being super super smooth.

( Visit to Dundee. )

Also left behind: my phone, on the train. No train station lost property has had it handed in, which does not bode well. However, because I have whatsapp web active, I can see that it is still connected to 4g so hasn't been found and stripped for parts, so I have some hope that it will show up in the next few days. I'll try the lost property offices again tomorrow. I am fairly sanguine about the loss, but wish I had had my photos backed up. I also keep going to pick up my phone to play Polytopia and being sad that I can't.