Volunteering in the morning, packing up Christmas hampers for lonely old people in the borough.
Bought our teeny tiny Christmas tree. She’s adorable.
Having a dog friend whilst getting my hair cut.
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Listening to and then singing along to Nat’s Christmas song. I’m worried I’m a bit obsessed.
Getting the pub space for free for my Period Party!
Just being happy. Happy I went to yoga. Happy about Nat. Happy about my medication stuff. Happy to be mouthing along to old RnB.
Beautiful wooden things and coffee with Bivan.
Christmas decorations with Jonny. Yes, in November.
Our pub and then Bridget Jones with too many cheesy balls.
Oh and Nat sending me a recording of him playing a Christmas song on the tuba. That actually really made me smile for a long time.
Showing off my reindeer. Especially to Keith.
Pleased that he still wants to see me. And not replying to him for ages. And not even feeling the need. Plus he then responded much more! So much better for my self esteem.
Masterbating feutus facts and Harry Potter porn podcasts
New phone!
Making reindeer at work for the mental wellbeing winter crafts event.
The flurry of 10 messages. I really want this to mean something.
A queer fayre with my first mulled wine of the season.
Jam with silver bits in. Hello glittery poo!
Carving a ring.
Walking alongside the bounding squirrel.
Finding my favourite kids Christmas books in Oxfam and buying them for Freddy.
Cuddling the baby at Liam’s party. Which is never what I do. Or enjoy. He was cute though.
Telling Andrew I’m not coming back to the office
Tea and shortbread at Jo’s
Planning Egg Christmas with Jonny.
Plus Beard chat with home friends.
Christmas!
Presents, cooking together, all the food, Jane and Tony coming over, all the cheers-ing, chatting to Stuart on the phone, my new DMs, Stick Man, skyping with the Fems, sitting in front of the fire, playing with Alexa, a feminist book from my brother, Alec’s weird melting video, playing the piano, Soph getting the body mop, Snapchat and naming a gravy boat after Stuart.
A day of cooking all together. I made vulva mince pies. Obvs.
Pizza oven pizzas for Christmas Eve dinner. Sitting out by the fire with dad and Ben was lovely.
Reminiscing about nan at dinner. Her terrible driving, her sneaky cigarettes and her penis chats. And watching Ben laugh so hard about wing mirrors.
Discovering Hyrrs (feminist hymns) and doing a couple of hours volunteering for Bloody Good Period, sorting out tampons and pads and eating mince pies.
Travelling around London and everyone is happy and smiling and carrying big bags full of presents to take home for Christmas.
Everyone together for Christmas in B&H’s house. Indian food, fire, family. So lovely. Let Christmas begin!
Aside from the worst hangover ever, it was nice to spend some time with Stuart without needing to get up and leave really early.
The pizza that Jo bought round for me. So needed.
Watching Miracle on 34th Street with a hungover Matt, mainly napping.
Volunteering for Bloody Good. Going and setting up their new extra storage unit. I didn’t really want to go out on the rain but it was really good and I’m so glad I did it.
Being interviewed by Jinan about my vulva t-shirts for their Christmas newsletter. After a day of doing lots of vagina and BOW work. It’s great to have this time to work on all this stuff.
The KBT Christmas party. Pizza, cheese, tequila and beer pong. Highlight was chucking around aaaalllll the balls. And my vulva present from Jen.
I got a day’s work tomorrow! So glad I asked.
Set up a vagina tshirt shop. Got five orders already. Check it out.
Prahmas. All the food, all the present and, randomly, all the singing.
Going over to Stuart’s to put up his Christmas decorations.
Watching him play Assassin’s Creed. I’ve missed that game.
The gaydar Mortified podcast.
A nice morning, waking up next to him. Getting compliments. And kisses.
CHRISTMAS TREE!! Me and Matt went to buy one from the park and then decorated it with Christmas songs blaring. I bloody love Christmas so much.
Making the effort to go to Dom’s birthday. It was really lovely to see him. And I got to talk to more people about vulvas. #win
A cold sunny walk around the park. Looking at Christmas trees and playing on the outside gym. My favourite tree was this squat little fella.
Spending the evening with Stuart, drinking too much and eating delicious Indian food.
Cuddling. A lot of cuddling.
Spending the whole day with Stuart.
The Hyper Japan Christmas market! With the dancing tile, the tat, the food, the sake.
Crossing Tower Bridge, drunk and at night.
Sticking it out and meeting Kieran to hear about the waste management work. Not what I want, but interesting. And a good chance to feel like I’m good at something.
Lino printing vagina Christmas cards.
A classic date night with Jonny. Too much alcohol, some penis chat and Peteks. Perfect.
Christmas songs, hot chocolate and crafting with Sarah.
We made wreaths!
Dinner at Stuart’s.
I smelt that M&S Christmas potpourri smell. God I love that smell.
Walking to and from work with a big smile on my face because it’s just such a lovely job.
Jonny’s vulva. And an evening of genitalia lino printing.
Family. (And friends. Good Eggs texts. A Granny hug)
Food. (PIGS IN BLANKETS! I will go back to being a vegetarian next year)
Silly games. (Fights over Magic Mike)
Merry Christmas everyone!
Joining the GAP team for lunch.
Leaving work for Christmas. YAS! I love Christmas, I love walking through sunset-y London, I love going home and I love being on holiday from work. Weeeee!
Being at home, going to a big supermarket with my parents, talking about recycling and FairTrade things.
Walking in the beautiful crisp, blue skied morning. What a lovely day.
Puberty Ed. And getting a round of applause for how funny it was.
Good Eggs Christmas. All 10 of us (plus Kim). We haven’t all been together in ages. So much food, so much laughter. Such good friends.
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!
Discovering Rudolf is female.
Work quiz. Lots of lols and snacks plus we won.
Cheesey carby dinner to beat off the hangover. (Oh god, so hungover)
Christmas bench at the station.
Sitting in the sun on the platform. It was surprisingly warm, considering the frosty morning.
Christmas arrived at the house. We put up the tree, decorated it and ate mince pies listening to Christmas songs. It’s the first time we’ve all been there together for more than 10 minutes for months.
A night of knitting, pizza, mulled wine and Christmas songs. Starting with this beautiful pike of unraveled wool.
The fox sauntering down the road after work.
Feeling happy. Really genuinely happy. Like the old me happy.
Going to see my brilliant friend’s beautiful pop up shop, selling all the ethical, sustainable and genuinely beautiful things. That’s pretty much all my Christmas shopping done. (It’s called This Because and it’s on Broadwick Street, Soho. You should go.)
Wandering around And Other Stories.
Discussing knitting out your vagina with my housemates.
He got me the pencil I wanted!
Quick Muji trip after work to touch the beautiful duvet covers and lust after stationary.
The beautiful, Christmas decorated bar for Liam’s birthday drinks. Plus photos of baby Liam looking adorable.
