I was thinking the other day [Yes it does happen] and I realised that I did not choose the name Suzy, it sort of chose me.
I would love to know where it came from. My subconscious? And if so why. I never new anyone with the name Suzy. I did know a dog with the name Suzy [No, don’t go there!]
What I do know is Suzy is me. It’s as simple as that. I could get a headshrinker to tell me if I felt headshrinkers were any good, but I don’t.
I sometimes think I have been Suzy all my life but I was not always conscious of it. I find the thought kind of warm and cosy.
I blame you Anna2345 for getting me all emotional and sloppy here.
Don't worry, I will snap out of it after a couple of screwdrivers.
SUZY
