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Wandering around Old Town in the not so hot heat.

The scrub and bubble massage at the sulphur baths.

Face masks and funny animal videos instead of going out

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Bubbles from the washing up liquid

Dancing at Rowen’s

Hearing him say he loves me


The bubbles from the washing up bottle.

Doing some gardening in the warm morning. 

Grants Museum of Zoology. Lots of jars of dead things and bones. Not my usual bag but it was fun. Especially this little blown up fish fella.

(Not drinking at either of the two parties which made things a little better. Or at least not as terrible as I thought they would be)


Super strong, sticky bubbles!

The lovely man who came to our yard sale and bought things he didn’t need and then donated more money just because. So sweet.

Brunch with Sophie. I love Sophie hugs.


Modern ghosts. Psssst what’s your WiFi password?

Bubbles in the service station

Delicious breakfast by the harbour.

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Laura Ashley bubble bath in my bath after a long, strenuous day. It smelled so good.
Whole milk.
I bought some wood. First steps.