When I first stayed with her, no sooner I’d stepped through the door she’d replaced my underpants with a pair of frilly knickers. I recall threatening to tell my mother what she’d done, but Aunt Katinka pointed out that my mother hadn’t packed me any underwear at all because she knew that I wouldn’t be wearing boy’s undies. The only pair I had were those I’d travelled in, and they were cut up and dropped in the bin, right in front of me! This meant that I was sent back home wearing a pair of knickers… the same pair that I was expected to be wearing the next time I went to stay with my aunt.

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