I would go to a supermarket and look out for sorry looking pensioners and slip extra goodies into their shopping bags once they were safely past the checkout.
Then I would hare off to various laboratories that torture animals for human profit, and I would release all the poor creatures and either take them home with me, or take them to friends and family.
Then I would steal myself some home made tablet from the local sweetie shop.
What an amazing person you are, Esme. I was thinking about this selfishly, and now I am humbled.
Would I consider plastic surgery?
Why? Do I look that bad, Pete? :( Uhm, not for reasons of vanity.
Would you consider hair replacement; that is, if you were going bald?