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A loud fart.

Revisiting the vulva exhibition and listening to the stories. Some really made me smile. Especially the plastic surgeon who told one woman her vulva was normal and to go home and look up photos so she could see for herself.

A crumble street food stall. GENIUS.


Josie Long.


An email from my mum saying ‘see you on Saturday’. Agghhh I’m so excited to see them! I can’t believe it’s nearly here.
I made a good dinner. One that is different to all the normal, boring dinners I make.
A proper crumble made by a mum.