The Fertility Appointment

What an anticlimax.

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My husband tells me that I should add we had a v. pleasant evening browsing Blackwell's bookstore, and are now enjoying our evening at home, despite telly coming through from downstairs, which is irking me because I'm just so angry with the fertility machine.

Come on, in two years' time, we'll grab our three free shots at assisted conception, and then we're outta here.