Skipping the queue and going into the members lounge at the Natural History Museum.
Tea and homemade biscuits by the private reservoir with Hannah, Jen and Fiona.
Bird jigsaw puzzles and delicious ice cream
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Eating freshly picked, and grown by me, tomatoes for dinner. Plus a chili that was hotter than I expected.
Hannah’s story about her red moustache.
Delicious biscuits left behind by the lovely woman from the bereavement service. I enjoyed chatting with her.
Eating all four delicious chocolate biscuits.
Garlicy cheesy vegetable rice.
The Michael Jackson pigeon.
Autumn trees.
Chocolate biscuits.
Task Master.
Penny’s little snugly face.
Dinosaur dungarees for Fred.
Homemade ginger biscuits.
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.
Lebkuchen.Planning our work Christmas decorations.Hearing that James is getting better.
Getting to work from home for most of the day i.e. not really working but masturbating.
Making biscuits. And pear puree.
Dressed. The most incredible play. I sobbed afterwards but it was amazing.
The levels of clouds in the afternoon
A dark chocolate milk
Baking biscuits
The school meeting. Mainly coffee and biscuits and talking about the Hampstead Heath ponds. A lovely way to start the morning.
Itsu dinner.
Che Malambo.
Stuart finishing work early and coming to meet me. We went for ice cream and ate it in the park and it was so lovely.
A relaxing evening doing the jigsaw puzzle together and listening to the radio.
Decorating biscuits for Adam’s birthday together.
Emails went down. So we went to buy biscuits instead.
Jana managed to upgrade our seats to the ones with extra legroom and made absolutely sure that there are no babies in the vacinity. What a travel partner!
I’m in New York!
Walking to work through the park in the morning sun. It cheered me up more than I thought it would.
Mum is fine! Thank god.
Watching a film by myself in the living room. Plus a couple of chocolate biscuits.
Making this print of my favourite quote. I’m going to get it printed and framed when I have money.
The excitement of going to see a flat. Even if it didn’t turn out as we’d hoped.
An evening of chats, biscuits, embroidery and Sarah Millican with Jo.
A sunny autumn walk around the park. With the leaves and the blue sky and no headphones on.
Baking ginger biscuits. Eating a lot of the dough before any baking actually happened.
Lino printing some gold joy cards.
Also family whatsapp lolz with vegetable faces.
Going to the V&A with Jonny and looking at all the amazing ceramics. And seeing the new entrance. So beautiful and peaceful. Well done London.
Baking some cookies. It was nice to bake. It always reminds me of mum. Plus they were delicious.
Watching TV all evening with Jonny. Especially the final Educating Yorkshire with Musharaf overcoming his stammer. I cried.
Leaving work when it’s so late for a second day in a row.
And I have tomorrow off! First day in 11 days. I can’t wait!
Home baked gooey biscuits, just out the oven.
Embroidery with Sarah. Did a vagina. Obvs.
Baked biscuits (rock cakes) and jam tarts.
Did some morning yoga
Cheese
The ridiculous amount of biscuits that suddenly appeared on the round table.
Noodles with the women.
Homemade digestive biscuits. #britsabroad
A new, awful TV show thanks to Scott Mills called Bad Bridesmaid.
Singing loudly on my own in the car. I’ve really missed that.
A customer asking for a bis-quit. Had to try so hard not to laugh.
The beautiful clouds this morning. Pastel coloured and soft and made me think of my dad.
An email chain with my besties about boobs, including the line ‘chest chest chest chest bean bag boob’.
Custard creams
The man on the tube who had the biggest shoes on. They surely can’t have fitted his feet. They were massive. In all aspects. Long, wide, thick. Just huge.
Doing some yoga before bedtime.
Three little things 