Driving around the lakes. Even if it was rainy.
An afternoon in the beautiful naked spa. So many saunas.
A beery pizza dinner, talking about wanking people off and blow job etiquette.
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Sunshine. When we really thought there would be none.
Beautiful views over Piran.
Finding our way onto the secret rooftop bar for a beer.
My period started. Well that sure explains a lot.
An evening with Jonny. Beers and Korean food. And bitching. I love him. I love him so much.
I’n on holiday! And the air smelt like holiday!
A beautiful walk in the park with the kids. And playing in the park, swinging in the storm swing.
Painting the fence with my brother. Having all the conversations and talking about all the things. It was perfect.
Then watching Moana and drinking beer with him.
Work drinks. Lots and lots of drinks.
Hearing that people liked my vagina pot. And that Bob’s eyes almost popped out of his head. I guess I’ll be remembered.
Chips. Hot, salty, mayonnaise covered chips.
Lols with Jen on the train.
Talking about vagina bowls with new colleagues. Didn’t exactly go down brilliantly but it was funny to laugh about later.
Beer on the train on the way home. Virgin Train beers….
A busy swish. Finally.
Pizza, beer and chocolate mousse.
Portugal chats with NeverKissedATory.
The beautiful blue sky. And the warmth with it.
Jen talking me through everything.
Dinner with Jana. Japanese, beers and some Big Chat.
A work beer. It’s been a long week.
Rosemary fries. So many rosemary fries.
Coming home to see my housemate’s purple light shining from his window. Apparently he’s made a light system for his plants. Not weed. Just regular plants. I like my housemates.
Joy on my arm
James in the pub
Jo and Jonny and beer on floor 9
Delicious terriakyi salmon at my local Japanese.
Beers and old school music at the quiet but lovely pub next door. With Jonny. My favourite person.
Hand soap that reminds me so much of a certain campsite in France from when I was younger.
Drinks with Ivan and Mike.
Watching the colours change on the big swing pagoda at Kings Cross.
Week One done. Four interviews, one journey outside of London and loads of printing. Its been a good start.
Yerma. With Jonny. What an incredible play.
Having a drink afterwards. Needed to decompress after that. Also it’s nice to chat to him.
Searching all the mackerel in Sainsbury’s. Getting the giggles.
A Mr Freeze to cool down. Retro.
The grandma and grandson holding hands and walking in the park.
Beers in the garden (and on the stairs) with housemates, talking Bumble, first dates and milking cows.
A day with Hannah, eating our way from place to place.An evening on the Southbank. Exactly what I needed. Beer and burgers.
Alec making me lol again.
​More beers in the sun
Strangely, a night with Zoe that made me feel better. Fuck all that shit.
Walking through central London alone on a hot night. Being offered £5 to slap someone. I love London. Its so beautiful.
Oh and then coming home to another hilarious Good Eggs conversation involving drunk me and new fonts.
(And actually, considering that this morning I was sad and crying and now I’ve got 4 good things, this has been a fantastic turnaround of a day)
​Beers in the park after work
Slow walking in the sun
The dog on the tube
The smart little Apple keyboard. It makes a nice noise.
Coming home to a beer and a chat in the garden.
Flatmate reunion in the kitchen with pyjamas bottoms and politics. And orange juice.
Little lunch time beer with my favourite team members to celebrate my last week at work.
All the Turkish food
Hannah’s birthday cake. Brownie, sponge and ice cream. Well done Marks and Spencer, well done.
Sunbathing
Kayaking
And a babe of a beer with the close knits when Han arrived.
Some very funny WhatsApp conversations. ‘Take that Starbucks’ and baggage chat with Ciaran and Alec.
Lots of new music. So much dancing to Ferrari by Yemi Alade and singing to Riot by Bibi Bourelly.
Date night, shopping with Jonny. So much Mexican food and too many beers. Obviously.
All FOUR of the homemade cakes for Clare’s birthday.
A beer and a haircut.
Feeling quite proud of myself. For sharing. And doing better.
Dancing to Breadfruit in the kitchen with coffee.
Just smiling for no reason, crossing the bridge.
The first two beers.
Finishing all the decorating. Everything looked beautiful for…
The big launch of my hub. It went so well. I’m so proud of myself. And now I can sleep.
Fish pie with Becky and a beer with my face on it.
Mum and dad.
The Alexander Calder exhibition at the Tate. So so amazing. I could have looked at those sculptures all day.
A night in with Corinne, Vietnamese food, beer and comfy clothes.
Taking a different route through the park on the way home. More water, more ducks, more deer. More happiness.
Discovering Barnet has a penis.
Another night of beer, all the Turkish food and ping pong with Jonny.
Spending some time with Jim alone.
My school friends, live music and beer.
The lemon iced tea that got me through the morning.
A head massage and a back massage. And a beer.
Ice skating.
Andrew.
Accidentally ended up walking to work. It was actually nice to have some time to myself, be moving and see some streets I haven’t seen before.
A beer and a little pot of nuts at the hairdressers.
An amazing head massage. And a hairdressers that I didn’t have to talk to.
I get another day at the market!
An extra jumper to keep me warm.
Cheers.
