The smell of clean washing pumping out of the barbican buildings
Hanging out with him again. I miss him.
African music at the bowing alley.
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One of mums Sunday lunches. And it was the best one ever.
Playing Cludo with my boyfriend and dad. No winning.
Sleeping Naked Mole Rats on Africa.
Watching the springbok jump in Africa
A shared joke with my colleague in this mornings meeting
Giving in to the burrito stall at lunch time
Three little things 
Anti-hens, Matt and Africa
The anti hen party chat from Jana and Hol. Glad to see we’re all on the same page!
Matt inviting me down to watch Africa.
And then actually watching Africa. I like watching Attenborough shows with Matt. We do good commentary.