Weird, bizarre but strangely entertaining acrobatic theatre. With a penguin mask.

Funny lunchtime. We haven’t all sat together in ages so it was nice. And the crossword wasn’t too bad for a change. Plus we all bullied each other which was fun.

Being back in the office, catching up with people, talking about Anna with Gust. 


Turning in pottery. I BLOODY LOVE TURNING. I made some of my things *so* smooth.

Discovered I need glasses but, more importantly, discovered I look great in glasses!

The plum/Peach lolz. 


Just casually buying a plum and a flat white and not freaking out about doing things on my own in a country that doesn’t speak my language.

Bruges. Beautiful, beautiful Bruges. Getting off the train as the rain left and the sun shone and wandering through the ridiculously picturesque streets.

Lunch in the sun followed by a waffle (to sober me up after the strong beer).


Perfect trees.

The most perfect chocolate mousse.

Remembering to slow walk. And look up at the beautiful houses. And the penis graffiti.


I’m in Brussels! Solo holiday. And I got seat 61 on the Eurostar. Which comes with free breakfast and aaaaall the leg room.

Brass bands a plenty for the National Day. 

Being a bit drunk, buying chocolate in a shop that was playing French rap. It made me feel so….. European.

Plus speaking French, texts and this gorgeous apartment.


The grass is growing. And my first tomato is turning red.

The Dreamers Awake exhibition at the White Cube. But mainly the carved wooden vaginas. 

Wearing my new swishy skirt and feeling pretty fabulous. 


Sitting in the garden, reading in the sun.

Potato and egg salad. Homemade.

The incredible thunder storm at night. I love a good storm!


Pottery. Aside from one of the pieces (yes, that one), they all went well.
Sort of flirting. It made my migraine feel a lot better.

Mike’s terrible accidental gif on Tinder. Didn’t seem to make a difference though. Just made me and Lauren laugh heaps.


Yoga. Distracting, stretchy yoga.

Grace and Frankie. Especially the vagina chat. Yas queens. Then when I was searching for a photo for this blog I discovered that Frankie does vagina artwork. God I love her. This is one of my favourite pieces by Frankie Bergstein.

Hearing from J Lo. Bambee. Glad he’s keeping that going.

The wedding as whole was lovely. Reena looked beautiful.

The shoe pile during the dancing. Even the uncles shoes.

Making the table laugh at dinner with my vagina pottery.