Conversations on Love.
The big moon as I walked home from work. I don’t think she’s quite full yet but almost.
My investing Zoom call. It felt so good to encouraging others to do this too.
Sending Han cake.
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Sleeeeep. Sleeping with the sun shining into my room and onto me.
Finding a tiny leaf in the turn up of my jeans.
The ending of my book. I’m so glad she left him and made her own life!
New hand towel dispensers. It shouldn’t make me as happy as it did.
Finally reading a good book.
Getting rid of the permanent marker from the whiteboard.
Finished a great book.
Finding out that mum and dad’s new house is actually not where I thought it was and is somewhere better suited to them.
Had an evening to myself.
Taking the afternoon off to sleep.
Reading a really good book. The Way I Found Her.
Clean bedsheets.
The interview is over and done with!
Seeing Jo again.
A recovery present from Tash
Fizzy water.
Finally reading a book I like.
Jonny agreeing to go see the cool houses. And looking after me all day.
Finally posting Fred’s Dino tail. I can’t wait for him to see it.
Sewing a little frog onto a pocket for his matching trousers.
This passage in the Spinster book.
Listening to the Mama Mia soundtrack whilst doing the tubes in the sun and sort of snow.
Flowers from Corinne.
Jonny’s book. With his name on the cover!
Sarah’s reaction to the soft sleep suit I made for her baby.
Watching the video of Fred opening the things I made him. He really liked them!
Coming up with a book idea that might actually work. And even Jonny thought it was good!
Woke up at 11.20 and realised I’d slept for 13 hours.
Read a whole book on the sofa.
Egg fried rice.
I’m home alone! For two weeks! I took a bath and lay naked on my bed reading and then masturbated. It felt so much better immediately.
Seeing Rosie. And feeling normal again. And laughing and being silly.
Sarah sent me Woman World and I LOVE it.
“the sky is so stupid with blue”. Such a wonderful way of describing things.
Reading on the sofa, wrapped in my fleecy blanket from my parents, reading in the sun.
Doing some yoga. Finally doing some yoga. Stretching my body and feeling it need to move. It felt great.
My green tea matched my trousers.Feeling really quiet and calm at lunch. It felt like there was no wind, no noise, just peace. And my book and the sun.Strawberries, peanut butter and yoghurt.
This part of the canal always seems so sunny and beautiful.
Picking up The Vagina Bible. Not even read the first paragraph and a woman tells me how excited she is to read it, especially after the advertising has been banned.
Good Eggs lols about double enders.
Adam getting a Drive Now car and driving me home because it was raining too damn hard.
I’m going on holiday in a few days time! Goodbye shitty rainy June weather!
Yoga in the living room. Green tea. Dark chocolate. And a whole evening of reading my book.
I don’t have cancer! And I do have a photo of my cervix!
Possesing the Secret of Joy by Alice Walker. A great ending. A brilliant book. It made me squirm and cry and feel heartbreak for women around the world. But god it was good.
The two kids who thought that working at the council was cool. Especially having a chair with wheels that spins round. Which is pretty cool to be fair.
Yoga in dungarees.
Reading in dungarees.
Having someone to do the little texts with again.
Green smoothie and berries for breakfast with tea and some Murakami.
Walking walking walking and meeting Jonny at the White Cube
Watching a bit of the marathon. It’s surprisingly emotional.
Watching my teabag seep into the hot water
Almost napping on the sofa
Finishing Killing Commendatore. Hours of reading on the sofa
The street lights turning on just as I walked under them. Twice.
This is going to hurt. By Adam Kay. I read it in 24hours.
Making a very green soup
The Female Persuasion. I read over half the book today and finished it. So good.
Cross legged Freddie in the bath.
An almost sunny day when it was supposed to rain a lot. I got to be outside, listening to new music. And discovering an song that I really needed: My Name Isn’t
Speaking to someone who also likes my book idea and wants to chat to some publishers for me.
Having a long chat with the gynaecologist. It felt great to be given that much time to talk and to understand.
Feeling a bit excited about the possibility that this new thing might be the answer.
Vietnamese with my cousin.
I’m really enjoying reading my book at the moment.
The photo of me aged 13 that mum sent today. So funny. Great bandana and purple knitted shoulder bag combo.
Getting a gold star for data protection.
A lovely email from another woman who has felt so self-conscious about her labia but now feels a bit better thanks to my site and Insta.
A person in my book with a spy name of FANY. It just made me laugh.
Bill Bryson, Notes From A Small Island. He’s funny.
A bit of walking in the brief sun, whilst changing NOx tubes.
Lube whilst masterbating. What a luxury.
The face licking battle on the sofa.
He bought me Mary Beard’s Women and Power book.
Having almost 2,500 likes on my latest Instagram post. That’s so many more than I’ve ever had!
A big squirrel hoping about our garden like it’s an assault course.
Lovey helpful Trish at the workshop today. She was so great and hands on!
Reading, again.
Lying in the sun with my boobs out.
Not getting burnt.
Getting completely lost in my book.
Silly book title lols.
Smelling my clean scarf. I heart clean clothes smell.
Got my glasses. Love my glasses.
Three little things 