Try as I have I cannot find any diary entries or photos for September, so I will just relate an incident that took place many years ago.
I was living in Littlehampton with another bad choice woman, and I remember she yelled from the bedroom asking,
“Do you ever get a shooting pain across your body like someone’s got a voodoo doll of you and they’re stabbing it?”
I replied, “No.”
There was a brief pause and she yelled back, "How about now?"