Changes

Now, when I go into a shop, I don’t have to hand my plastic bags containing previous purchases to the security guard to be stapled shut (in case I plan to shoplift).

Now I don’t need to risk assess a casual converstion with a stranger at a bus stop about my destination (Why might he want to know?).

Adrenaline doesn’t need to pump round my body when I meet a young man on the street with his hand in his pocket (maybe it should never have, but it did, and still does).

When I am out as dusk falls, I don’t have to start thinking, How am I going to get home?

On the other hand,  now no one’s face lights up with delighted surprise when they discover I’m from Scotland.

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