Sacked off veganism for a veggie breakfast. Hello hash browns and veggie sausage.
A lovely sunny walk around the reservoirs. Featuring a moorhen that I thought was a beaver.
My dancing vulva.
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Five hash browns.
Sunbathing again.
Pizza Papagone with Jonny
A really bloody good breakfast. Vegan banana pancakes with chia seeds and peanut butter and fruit and flaxseed. And a Georgian cup of tea.
Another dungaree dress in the bag.
A long, very James, voice message from James about his dream.
P.s. leaving the party and coming home to dance around my living room by myself.
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.
Another Roger salad for breakfast
He text me first!
Learning how to weave. I absolutely loved it
Another good breakfast. This actually is a photo of what I made. Vegan banana pancakes and lots of other good bits.
Vibrator shopping with my cousin.
Chatting to Jo, cuddled up on her sofa, watching Marie Kondo
Discovering peanut butter in porridge. (Not a photo of my actual breakfast but it looks good)
Meeting Diarmuid for a long and very chatty first date. He’s nice.
Wandering aimlessly around Hampstead Heath.
Delicious breakfast at the bridge cafe. And she liked my shirt.
Delicious diner at Madam and Adam. Mega friendly staff and the food was so good. Even the mushroom leather.
Looking down over the river from the old bridge.
All the dogs.
Doing a forward roll down the grass after a bottle of wine.
Sex around the flat after more beers.
Home baked cinnamon swirls for breakfast with fruit and Jo.
Being in the water at the lido. Floating on my back and staring up at the sky.
The Instagram of puppies falling down stairs. Can’t stop laughing.
Another tasty meal from Roger. This time, his notorious breakfast salad.
Cutting things out at work.
Having a night out with Jonny where it felt like it used to. And going to see Sam’s new signed band play. I didn’t like the music but going to a gig was fun and seeing friends was nice.
A slow morning. Eggs on toast cooked by Stuart and then coming home and starting work late.
A warm room.
Being on the roof at work.
A nice morning together, good sex and a lovely breakfast together at the local cafe. With hash browns.
The brilliant exhibition at Camden Arts Centre. I just love it. It felt so calm.
Takeaway and TV.
A delicious French bread breakfast full of fruit, thanks to Alec.
A lovely calming art gallery. With some amazing huge lead books.
The male choir singing in the sauna. Also the sauna. And jumping in the bucket of ice water. Twice.
Matt cooking me eggs for a hungover breakfast.
Matt cooking us a roast for a still slightly hungover Sunday dinner.
Gusty having his baby!
Coffee with Jen. She was nice to me and didn’t tell me off.
Going to the WOW campaign workshop. So lovely to meet more fabulous women. And be asked for help on a project by someone who was facilitating it! Such a buzz.
Lottie’s party. Alec’s stories, seeing Ciaran, drunk Jonny, inflexible Doug and hanging out with Will. It was a really fun night!
New brunch place. Delicious and cheap Turkish breakfast.
Gardening. Cut the grass, did some weeding, moved a few plants around. I like that the garden is my little area. I feel proud of it.
Seeing Crispin and dancing to Hot Dub Time Machine. I especially loved the glitter canons, balloons and confetti!
My breakfast. A smashed egg on sourdough.
A nut roast, cooked by my housemates.
Minions.
Breakfast on my own at Blighty, reading in the corner and making slow day plans.
Tackling the weeds at the back of the garden. They all came out and I tried to save as many snails as I could. We have a lot of snails.
Jonny came over. We walked to the beautiful park, played cards at the pub, had noodles and watched SatC. Then he rescued a gigantic moth from my room before bed. #besties
I made pancakes out of cottage cheese. And it tasted good.
RuPaul’s final. Yas Sasha! Absolutely slayed it!
Dinner, drinks, a walk in the park with Jonny. Swings, perving on men and park gym. And then he saw a house that he wants to move into. Please let him get it.
Waking up happy and positive. At 11am.
Buying fresh sourdough to make this delicious breakfast (yes, I added sugar snap peas). And accidentally buying an expensive apple, beetroot and ginger juice.
An afternoon with Wiseman. Learning to crochet, talking feelings but mainly just laughing at her 1 second story repeatedly.’Now? Yes!’
Another perfect avocado for breakfast. Lidl have totally nailed it this week.
I went for a run! And then did some weights and some yoga and I feel so damn good about it all!
Left work early to go visit a beautiful ecological centre by my house.
The most perfect avocado for breakfast. A great start to the new working year.
My vagina themed birthday card from my colleagues. You know you talk about vaginas a lot when they make you a vagina card.
Organising the kitchen cupboards and throwing away lots of old shitty mugs and pans. Everything is so much more ordered and neat now.
A breakfast date with Holly before her honeymoon. Double coffee and an almond croissant and three hugs.
A hectic but quite fun day, doing four people’s jobs. The caffeine and mystery dessert left by Gust helped. Pretty sure it had alcohol in it.
My Secret Santa present from my housemate. He knitted me my vulva design! I was completely blown away – what an amazing and thoughtful (and time consuming) gift!
A left over pain au chocolat for second breakfast. And a longed for cup of tea.
A quiet browse of a book shop. I forgot how peaceful it is to be in a book shop.
Pottery night. Tonight, pubic hair.
The London Upcycling Show, in this beautiful Art Deco, Soviet style building. Seeing all the reuse people I know and eating the delicious canapés.
Having an open and personal chat with Jen in the van on the way there. After the vagina chat.
A free coffee and pain au chocolat for breakfast. Lots of energy.
Fuck off Wheetabix. Today is a crumpets kinda morning.
The Comedy Wildlife Photography Awards.
Boxercise. And making exercise friends.
The sweet little breakfast place. Croissants and coffees outside in the courtyard.
Getting home and scrubbing my feet and washing my hair. No more vomit feet or smokey locks. It feels so good to be clean.
Being on my own. Amazing holiday but nice to have some time to myself again.
Random three chips with my THREE egg breakfast.
Charlie the dog. Courtesy of Alec.
R and She. With Dom!
The chocolatine aux almondes. Fuck me. That thing was delicious.
Lying in the sun next to the pond for hours and wandering around the Japanese garden.
Walking home from dinner and discovering a little group of people dancing and playing live French music. I stopped and watched for a while, smiling like I haven’t smiled for days. My highlight of the holiday. The perfect last evening in France.
Modern ghosts. Psssst what’s your WiFi password?
Bubbles in the service station
Delicious breakfast by the harbour.
