The Play That Goes Wrong.
Four new toys! I wasn’t expecting that many!
Talking to Jo. I miss her.
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Remembering when Jonny and I were Mr and Mrs Bones. We made great incredible skeletons.
A goodbye dinner with Hol. Such a lovely evening. I’m really going to miss her. But she said some lovely things this evening that made me feel so good. I really feel like I can do this. I can achieve these things and I make this work. I have the skills. I just need to do it.
The food at Som Saa. Oh my god, so delicious. When that fish came out I almost died.
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!
I’ve finally got the avocado emoji!
Chatting to Jonny in Phnom Penh. He sounds so happy!
I got my tattoo! And it was done by a lovely woman in a bright studio. Joy joy joy!
(Also, because it was a lovely day, there’s more than 3.
The beautiful light coming through the window. The fresh air and the smell of spring.
Texting Joff in Lidl. And him trying out baking.
Dinner and cocktails with Rosie. Coconut oil lols. Sharing stories. )
A valentine’s card from my favourite person.
Having someone to text. All evening.
Boxercise. Smashed it.
(Also, Leightor and his travel bracelet)
Coming home to a card from Jonny with the cutest love note in. I don’t love anyone more than him.
Dinner with Liv. And her appropriate reaction to the sex comment. Plus telling the pubic hair story with the couple next to us listening in. I hope they enjoyed it.
Booked my tattoo. Eek.
The young man with his trousers below his bum, dark glasses on and hood up, running up the stairs to help a woman struggling with her pram. Judging a book by their cover once again. People are nice. Must remember that.
Cards and rap music with Jonny.
Hurricane Bianca. Yas. Terrible film but it made me laugh and cheered me up today. PMT laughs in the face of queens overacting.
The love letter that Hannah left for me on my bed.
The man who knits the amazing landscape jumpers.
Booking Primavera tickets! Here’s to the first holiday booked in 2017. I hope there are many more.
Moules frites by Stomae. Thanks Gust for sharing this song with me. #obsessed
JONNY IS HOME!
National Portrait Gallery, drinks and Vietnamese dinner with Jonny. Oh I love him. I’ve missed him. He’s my everything.
Delicious German Christmas biscuits. I’m embracing it early this year.
Hugging Hannah. I wish she wasn’t leaving.
Bratwurst for dinner. I’ll go back to being vegetarian after I finish the packet.
Triple chocolate cookies
Jonny
My beautiful walk home in the sunshine, past all the pretty houses.
Faithful.
Jonny and his puffer jacket.
On a break.
Three little things 