Cutting the grass.
Decaf iced coffee in the sun at Blighty, reading my book.
Beautiful clouds.
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Blighty brunch with the core besties. That iced coffee saved me.
Some train texts on the way to Fam Camp.
Sitting around the fire with my family, wearing my walking boots and chatting to some family members that don’t normally get the chance to speak. And singing about bananas and big fat ponies.
Even more sunflowers popping up.
Coffee in the sun with Jo. I needed hugs and sympathy after last night.
Walking around Gillespie Park. The bit I haven’t been to before. Flowers and bees and beautiful things. 🐝🌺🌼🌷🌻
All the art. None of the money. Thanks borrowed Tate Card.
Cortado. Delicious, delicious cortado.
An evening with Matt, menstruating, eating ice cream and watching a weird film. Then having some good discussions with Mike.
Starting off the day with a Queen Bee coffee.
Running around the forest with the kids, climbing on everything and being in the trees.
Going on the mini train.
A bloody brilliant dog photo.
This hilarious article about asking the irish parliament their views on Beyonce.
Being outside in the sunshine and blue skies, delicious coffees and kiwi cafes. What a perfect day.
P.s. and an unexpected but fun WhatsApp phone call about British reservedness
Sunny garden coffee mid pack with Bivan.
Beyonce came on the radio as I was driving the van in the sun. The perfect moment.
Walking home with that lovely spring smelling air, the light fading. The light has just been everything today.
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!
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.
First time at Maltby St Market. So lovely.
Amazing coffee. Made me realise how bad other coffees have been recently.
The beautiful warm sunshine, walking back home through central London.
