One week until Mrs Berry's nuptials. We find out Mrs Woog was fired by her wedding dressmaker and that she married in the magical fairyland of Windisor.

Boob squishes, hysto updates, weddning news, mindfulness vs HRT and so much more.

We're back with a definite kick in our step - let's revel in it while it lasts.

When you're tits get you down and eating gives you the shits. Perimenopause, the Ted talk.

We briefly break our hiatus to celebrate Mrs Woog's hysto and Mrs Berry's first period in 110 days. What a time to be alive.

It's been a while, it's a lot.

We're back!

Mrs Berry has come over all Protestant while Mrs Woog has been practising self love.

Well it's week two and Mrs Berry and Mrs Woog are already in foul moods. Is it the heat? Is it the continual global woes? Is it that we're actually not angry, just disappointed.

It's a new year and everything is still the same!