A bike hidden in the flowers.
Protesting. With the best sign.
He text me first. About ant bums.
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Going on the People’s Vote march with Charlie the dog.
Sitting next to Kasha at dinner and talking about bisexual dating.
Mamma Mia the musical. SO GOOD.
Going to the People’s Vote march. I always love a good march. Especially when the sun is out and there’s some good protesting dogs.
Reading on the sofa with Jonny reading in the chair.
Making pizzas together and watching Killing Eve.
The scariest pumpkin of them all 🇪🇺
New trainers.
A good deed. £5 well spent.
An odd but delicious dinner
Political chats with mum. ‘I want to cut Boris’s balls off!’
And the messages that I could send afterwards. Mum friends.
The smart little Apple keyboard. It makes a nice noise.
Coming home to a beer and a chat in the garden.
Flatmate reunion in the kitchen with pyjamas bottoms and politics. And orange juice.
The very tall man trying to avoid the doors on the tube.
A Yard Sale Pizza for dinner.
Voting. Please god let us stay in.
All the people taking ‘I’m In’ stickers outside Peckham Rye. The people coming back to get one if they accidentally walked past. The people thanking the people giving out leaflets. The wishes of good luck.
Drinks in the sun at Frank’s in Peckham.
The lightening storm as we left.
Three little things 