A day on the boat with my parents. So so lovely to be cruising along on the countryside.
Stuart chatting more to them both. It was so much better this time.
Feeling mega close to Stuart, for a second day in a row.
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A day time nap. I really needed that.
An evening on the boat with Jane. It was actually really nice. I’m really glad I went. We’re very similar. And she gave me some good advice.
Mariah Hairy. I’m gagging.
This vulva. It makes me smile. It looks a bit like a potato but in the loveliest way. It was this image I chose to share my story.
The bright green fields on the train up to see my family.
All my family, on the boat.
Breakfast. Potato rosti, poached egg, asparagus and haddock. The best egg based breakfast I’ve ever paid for.
The winning cream tea – it all came down to the scone. And the fourth cream tea in four days. Winning.
An accidental ferry ride.
The cows, and adorable calf, next to the boat this morning.
Sunbathing on the hot (canal boat) roof.
Feeding the duck. From the canal boat.
The canal boat holiday has now ended. Normal service shall resume tomorrow.
The 180 turn in the middle of the river. In a canal boat.
The rain stopping and sitting peacefully at the front of the boat, floating past beautiful flowers and tiny houses. On the canal boat.
Sitting on the roof. Of the canal boat.
Cruising on the canal boat.
Surprising Hannah. With the canal boat.
Singing along to Bad Blood. On the canal boat.
Playing in the pool with the kids.
Going on John’s boat.
Speaking to mum and dad on the phone.
Paddling in the sea and discovering rays swimming along by me. A bit scary but exciting.
The boat trip out to the hole in the rock. The best bit was riding the waves and standing at the front of the boat, feeling how fast we were traveling.
‘Wendy almost fell over in her disbelief at his stupidity.’
This moustache mug in the vintage shop. It looks like a novelty item but its not. Hilarious. I love the nose space.
The duck race in the village with the man in knee length wet suits, standing in the river that only came up to their calves. Massively pointless outfit but funny.
Walking over Hungerford Bridge and watching the big tourist boat sail underneath, honking loudly with a whole deck of people waving. This made me smile for the rest of the bridge. I knew I would be glad I walked across the river rather than taking the tube.
Three little things 