Going up the clock tower. And being somewhere new for the day.
Making Jaz laugh.
Dinner with Georgie, talking about therapy.
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The sweet view from the Camden office. For a meeting where I felt pretty knowledgeable.
Adam taking a selfie with my vulva decorations.
A good boss. Letting me take off loads of time for therapy. Talking to me about the Vagina Museum. Helping me with other random things.
The squirrel hugging the flower
The view from the 27th floor
The birds singing during meditation again
The Edinburgh top jokes.
The views from the ninth floor, looking out across London.
Dishoom’s wooden toilets are still my favourite. Also the food is great obvs.
Lunch with Rosie and Jim.
Showing them my favourite bits of the Tate.
Walking home, finding new streets.
Oh Tokyo. So many things.
The amazing coffee from our hostel.
The fish breakfast from the traditional little shop.
The shrine in Harajuku, walking through the big trees to get there.
The tiny puppies in the puppy hotel.
The apple crepe.
The view from the Lost in Translation bar.
Memory Lane and the delicious soba noodles.
Golden Gai and the tiny bar playing Spanish music.
The view from the roof
The tips of the tree turning orange
James’s wedding photos
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.
London.
Dinner and rooftop drinks with Alec Han and Sarah.
Reach around mummies and other old pots
The view from the top of Ljubljana castle. Great castle too! Including the Museum of Puppetry.
Delicious brown pizza bread things.
Hannah trying to knock my bag over as we left the airport but knocking hers over instead. Sounds shit. Proper made me lol.
The view down the river. The lit up bridges. The shard. It still takes my breath away.
Silly work lols with Jen. Bulldog clips. Si senior.
Wine and Vietnamese with Holly. She almost cried when I explained the tattoo. She’s a babe.
Walking over the bridge and stopping to admire my beautiful city in the winter sun. Deciding to take a photo to capture the moment for the blog…
…then looking at the photo inside later on and realising my glove is in it. Like always. But it made me smile again. So I’m keeping it.
Dinner with my home friends, at Jana’s beautiful house.
Three little things 