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The cup of tea. Feeling grown up and in control.

The sky between the building as the sun set. It was better than this photo. By about a million.

Meeting the Maya Centre and agreeing to volunteer for their art sessions to encourage body positivity. I feel *so* good about this. It brings together so many facets of my life and my skills and my passions. Vagina education, reclaiming your body, being proud of your genitals, fighting mental health, recovery from sexual assault, helping women, being part of the sisterhood, art and crafts and how they can help with healing, using my facilitator and trainer skills and doing more volunteering. This just feels so good. I’m so proud of me.


Getting a Thank You letter and a tea bag from the Alzheimer’s Society for helping raising £109,000 by doing the Ben Nevis Midnight Challenge. 

Baking some gold glittery cakes for Ming’s Gold Party. Not quite as gold as I wanted but it was nice to bake again. 

Chatting to my friend’s at the party. I haven’t spoken to Al properly in a long time, Harry was really interesting and it’s always so nice to see Sam DJ so intently. 


Sophie.

A hug.

A cup of tea.

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An evening of camper work. Most of the wood work is done and the futon cushions are almost done.
Skyping the nephew. He had a cool badger jumper on.
A surprise cup of tea.

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Watching the stream rise from my cup of tea.
Getting a gift from my housemate. A copy of Alexa Chung’s book that I keep reading bits of whenever I linger in a bookshop.
Finding out my clever boss split my holiday pay over two weeks so I WILL get some money tomorrow. Hurrah!