Beautiful coastal walk, especially the Inland bit with the mossy trees and little streams.
First cream tea of the trip!
Dinner with Sophie and Meg. Yummy Japanese food in a nice pub. And Meg is so great!
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A bath shower in the beautiful bathroom with the huge tub and the mirror wall.
A misty walk along the coast.
Church Cove. Sitting in the sheltered bit, watching the sea and the family playing. So peaceful.
Plus the incredible cream tea with the world’s best scone and the nicest possible owners in their adorable front room cafe.
And a little text from James, finally.
It’s my 30th birthday!
A cake with me and mum in vulva tshirts on, a commissioned vulva painting, a silver ring making kit, a machine embroidery workshop, the flask from Waitrose, a donkey sanctuary, creepy caves, a cream tea, Alec coming down, kareoke, games, big sparklers, a midnight walk to the drawbridge, two generous donations to Bloody Good Period in honour of me,w a drunken chat with Stuart and just all the fun birthday love and joy that I wanted!
A beautiful long walk around the Cotswolds. The colours of autumn are everywhere.
Eating an apple, left in a basket outside a cottage.
A cream tea after the walk.
A walk that took in the coast, a cliff and some of the South Downs Way. Ending in a cafe with a cream tea.
Lounging in the sun with Sophie.
Spotting wild rabbits, a fox and heaps of pigs.
Spending the day with mum and dad. And getting my jars back.
Cream tea in the park.
Chatting boys with Lauren and Scarlett in the kitchen.
Walking with Hannah. Canals, parks, trees, scones.
Beautiful autumn leaves.
Wiseman.
Breakfast. Potato rosti, poached egg, asparagus and haddock. The best egg based breakfast I’ve ever paid for.
The winning cream tea – it all came down to the scone. And the fourth cream tea in four days. Winning.
An accidental ferry ride.
A beautiful walk in the stunning Cornish countryside under the bluest sky.
A cream tea at the end of it. A savoury one and a regular one. God I love clotted cream.
Wooden spoon porn
My ‘Fuck You World’ cream tea breakfast.
Having everyone walk out of my way as I raged across Hungerford Bridge, admiring the disappearing building tops.
Going up a weight number at the gym.
Three little things 