It is a longing – well, at least for me too. I can’t speak for everyone

It’s strange in that some weeks can go by and the ‘want’ just is not there. Other times I find myself wanting quite strongly and it only takes something small – like the sound of a heels in a corridor – to remind me that the balance I seek is out of my grasp.

Dressing up – which makes the whole activity seem somewhat childish – flicks that switch in your head. During that moment and indeed for some time after that, you feel content. It’s very strange.