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The sun’s reflection shining onto me as I meditated in the morning.

Learning about natural dying at a Zoom event. It feels so nice and gentle and lovely.

Taking myself out for a walk without my phone after a migraine nap. The air smelt nice and fresh.

Painting.

A walk up to Tufnell Park for a change. And to check out the area for a potential flat.

Started a puzzle. Which was a bit of a surprise but I actually quite enjoyed it!

Speaking to Simone on the phone this morning. It cheered me up, even when I thought it wouldn’t.

Achieving things and doing practical things like buying more mouse traps and re-editing the book pitch. Especially as I thought I would do nothing today.

Watching Grayson Perry’s Art Club. What a lovely calming programme. I love his laugh so much. And I love how he and Philippa are together.

Also a really lovely, long WhatsApp conversation with Corinne about things from the last few days.

Getting three free beautiful enamel vulva pins through the post.

Putting up my new pictures.

Noticing the changing leaves on the Parkland Walk. And seeing the squirrels with mouths full of nuts.

Putting together all the vulva craft packs.

Using my wacom for the first time and drawing vulvas.

Mint matchmakers.

My big cleaning frenzy – dusted skirting boards, scrubbed shower curtains and removed dead moths.

Screen printing. Finally!

Seeing Jo in the afternoon for tea and a walk. And hearing about how she mistook her new pregnancy nipples for a finger when she was in bed.

Dog cuddles with Nina during my haircut.

My boob print from Lydia arrived.

Spending the morning chatting to Sarah at the Olympic Park. It’s been 6 months.

The beautiful tree exhibition at the Hayward Gallery.

A delicious Japanese lunch on my own.

Yoga nidra, home alone and listening to the rain

Researching and writing up the Big Plan.

Library books! I’m so glad it’s back open.

An evening to myself, doing yoga, reading, cleaning, booking gallery trips and deciding to not go to Will’s party tomorrow.

Getting the lino prints from Jo through the post.

MILFs on holiday chat.

Switching off my laptop for a few days.

Putting up my artwork from Becky.

Talking to Ben about our eco centre.

Starting a new pattern. I’m confused but I’m excited to get them made.

The colour of the walls in the Beardsley exhibition at the Tate. That dark turquoise.

An accidental boyfriend/girlfriend chat. And a whole day together.

A weird but good play about canabalism in the Vaults at Waterloo. Lots of ketchup. I loved the atmosphere down there too.

I made a boob pot. And I added my freckles and moles.

Walking past the beautiful homes in Hornsey, as the sun shone.

Baking and cooking. A nut loaf and some biscuits. It’s nice to have a Sunday afternoon alone in the flat and to finally feel like I’m cooking someone good again.

Stepping into the hot shower.

Leaping onto the train as the doors began to shut. Can’t believe I made it.

Getting my vulva cast in a lovely sunny studio.

Being in Brighton, walking along by the sea and remembering places I went with nan when I was a kid.

I made my dungarees fit.

I did a beautiful screen print.

I had a really funny evening celebrating my birthday at Bonningtons with the London Eggs.

MY CUTE LETTERING. So pleased with this.

Taking the afternoon to myself. To sew, eat brownies and do yoga.

Jo at the school being so grateful for my help in getting rid of some of their furniture.

Following a cute dog to work.

Buying all the rainbow fabrics for Freddie’s present and starting my leaf piece.

Malt loaf. It’s so damn good.

A walk through Hampstead Heath with cute dogs and sunshine and a view of London.

Camden Arts Center. One if my favourite galleries in London. So calm and beautiful and never ever busy.

A nice message from Andrew.

Green smoothie and berries for breakfast with tea and some Murakami.

Walking walking walking and meeting Jonny at the White Cube

Watching a bit of the marathon. It’s surprisingly emotional.

Went to celebrate Rochelle’s first birthday of Luna Spot. She was so happy to see us and her stuff was beautiful. Well worth making the effort to go out into the wind.

A sofa afternoon. Sewing Bee. RuPaul. Watching Jonny play games.

Cutting my hair and having a shower before bed. It’s so relaxing.

The Tracy Emin exhibition at the White Cube. God I love that gallery.

Finishing off my skirt. I did it. I made it. I hand sewed the button holes and I finished it and it looks good.

Rewired the lamp (again). I love doing that.

Another Roger salad for breakfast

He text me first!

Learning how to weave. I absolutely loved it

Free use of a Tate card. Hello multiple exhibitions.

My (male) doppleganger.

The breakthrough dance show Jo took me to for my birthday. Such amazing dances.

Red art. Looks like period blood.

The Taylor Wessing Photography exhibition.

New face wash.

The Supremes as vulvas, from Alex.

Vegan haggis. No idea why it was called haggis but it was so tasty.

A casual morning, waking up next to Han and going out for brunch before cake and The Office

The cup of tea. Feeling grown up and in control.

The sky between the building as the sun set. It was better than this photo. By about a million.

Meeting the Maya Centre and agreeing to volunteer for their art sessions to encourage body positivity. I feel *so* good about this. It brings together so many facets of my life and my skills and my passions. Vagina education, reclaiming your body, being proud of your genitals, fighting mental health, recovery from sexual assault, helping women, being part of the sisterhood, art and crafts and how they can help with healing, using my facilitator and trainer skills and doing more volunteering. This just feels so good. I’m so proud of me.

I can use the funding for Vagina stuff! Hurrah!

The Winter Crafts Wellbeing Hour. Lots of people came along and they really liked it!

An evening with Jonny. Eating dinner together. Watching shit TV. Eating too much.

Self love life drawing. Drawing. And being drawn.

Doing a second pose that wasn’t so scrunched up.

Letting myself walk calmly down Oxford St.

Eggs lolz in the morning with Alec and Doug.

Having the morning to myself and sitting in the sunny living room ordering food processors and hoovering and waxing and eating cheese on rye bread

The leaves at the new photography centre at the V&A.

Making a turmeric latte.

Dinner, drinks and coming home with Stuart

Doing some embroidery again

Cleaning. I like having a clean house

Being outside having a walk in the sun along the railway line