Dear Angie, I Pinky Promise That I Didn’t Eat Any of Those Stickers
Ever licked a crab? They taste like glue. I know this because I licked a scratch and sniff sticker of a crab once – and it tasted like glue.
In turn, Angie published the first letter I wrote to her, in 1989, aged seven. A time when my dad won the bread and my mum smelt of Fabric Softener.
Today, Angie has published the next exciting instalment in our Dear Angie / Dear Jessica series, in which I share my plans to marry Prince William and clarify when it is appropriate to employ the Vulcan death grip.
Read it here.
Or, if you fancy living on the edge – here.