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Even more sunflowers poppingโ€‹ up.

Coffee in the sun with Jo. I needed hugs and sympathy after last night.

Walking around Gillespie Park. The bit I haven’t been to before. Flowers and bees and beautiful things. ๐Ÿ๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒป

Coming home to see that Jonny had left my room looking immaculate. Minimalist mates forever.

Getting the budget. Or a bit of it at least.

Facemasks and vulvas.

Waking up, smelling like wood smoke from the fire last night.

An accidental loud, parp-y kind of fart in the shower. That made me full on lol.

Jonny came to stay. We went for Turkish food, ping pong and watched Archer in bed. It was perfect. 

MRF. Geeking out on recycling.

A woman on Instagram telling me she has decided to do menstruation related art work because of my vagina Instagram account. All the feels.

Jo. For phoning. For her Facebook stats. 


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! 


Impromptu easter egg hunt at work this morning.

Feeling back on track with Hannah

Yoga. For the first time in a long time. And feeling so blissed. There was a moment of just pure joy. Which was made even better because when I first arrived I was pissed that it was a yoga teacher I previously didn’t like. But it was a really great class. Must. Be. More. Open minded.


Breakfast with Jonny.

Driving the van. With Jonny. And talking about him moving in with me. Or at least moving north.

The beautiful sunny weather. I love London in the sun. 


Double lunch.

Jonny and Jo coming round to cheer me up.

Going out for dinner at Salvation in Noodles. Delicious and so close.

Meeting Naomi to talk about the project. So exciting. If a little hungover.

Hannah hug!

Jonny hug! 

An evening with Ed. Beers and Indian food. Talks about dads and vaginas. It was so nice to spend time one on one with him.

Then walking home, feeling so full of love for my oldest friends.

Then discovering that my project is up on Instagram. Weird. Amazing. Scary. Brilliant. This is it. 

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 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.

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Hannah and Jonny
Hannah and Jonny
Hannah and Jonny

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Dinner at Gavin and Ryan’s
A Vietnamese coffee
BFF’s.