[CN: transphobic slur]
I remember, when I was five, being the only afab kid who didn’t cover their chest when we changed for PE.
I remember knowing that boys and girls were exactly the same, because I was exactly the same as a boy.
I remember my £1 plastic football that popped on a thistle, and my dad buying me a real football.
I remember watching Terry Jones’ The Wind in the Willows, and reserving my admiration for Nicol Williamson (Badger)’s widow’s peak.
I remember being disappointed that my new birthday bike had flowers painted on it when my friend Ben’s bike had jaguar paw-prints.
I remember climbing trees, and building Airfix planes.