Driving the van. And doing it well.
Laughing with Syd at the end of the day as we recovered before unpacking the van.
Massaman curry and Too Hot To Handle.
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Charlie is now Steve.
Beetroot curry at Rasa.
Lovely presents from Rosie and Jana.
Squirter set.
Putting a little period product box in the loos at work, with single pads from Bloody Good Period.
My favourite curry of the moment. Squash, kale and jackfruit.
Cutting out the paper pattern for the new dungarees.
Sending off the invoice. Money please.
The light on the church.
Fooood. I ate healthy delicious food today including the yummy curry I made. If I don’t poo tomorrow I am going to be PISSED.
The happy squirrel on the scaffolding this morning.Got to complete the butterfly trail stickers. You know, just to make sure it worked…Making a curry from scratch. Something warming and delicious for this cold day.
Finally got my vagina survey up and on the internet
Two portions of curry. Too much but so delicious.
Some silliness at work. Me and Sarah calling Adam a prick. Chats about nicknames.
Watching Elder Millennial.
Clean, white, ironed bedsheets.
Quorn in my curry. Not something I usually have but it was actually really delicious.
A night out with Jo and Jonny.
Bumping into my favourite cousin on said night out.
DELICIOUS food. Momos, thali, the whole lot. So good.
Bit of Friday night gardening.
Messing around on Snapchat.
Going to the multi faith event at the Finsbury Park mosque in the evening. Speeches followed by everyone breaking fast together at a huge long tablecloth on the road. Delicious curry, loads of fruit and so many dates. Plus a funny woman to chat to and keep me company.
Singing Sean-a Paul loudly and dancing around at home.
Making dinner for my parents and singing Massa Massaman (you know, like that macho man song) (I made Massaman curry).
Just being at home. Having some time to be in a nice house alone.
Completely unexpected views of white cliffs on the train.
Flatmates. Cocktails. Almost Bao. Clearing rooms.
Call me on that late night daal.
Walking from work to Bloomsbury, realising that I really like my new job. I like working on a topic that I really like.
Drinking red wine in a beautiful building, listening to women talking about feminism and books that shaped them. Happy Day of the Girl.
Delicious £3 veggie curry for lunch.
A soya mocha. Wanky and delicious. And exactly what I wanted.
A big curry with everyone. And Ciaran. He makes me laugh.
A text from dad, asking me to dinner.
My neighbour’s very impressive topiary skills
Flights to Portugal booked. Narrowly avoiding a total cock up.
First channa masala. Easy and delicious.
Bombay Burritos. Curry in a wrap. So delicious.
Wandering around our new neighbourhood in the sun.
Getting high-fived for my haircut.
The dog biscuit basket at work. It looks so cute with the new blanket I made for it.
Curry for dinner. Chicken curry. Bad vegetarian. Great curry.
The video of my friends playing Heads Up.
Having lunch with my colleague who wasn’t working today. A lovely chance to actually chat without interruptions.
Roast pumpkin massaman curry for dinner. It was delicious.
House Rules. I love that show.
An adorable 3 year old boy on a Chinese talent show dancing and talking about happiness.
Skyping with friends back home and finding out where they’re getting married.
A delicious veggie curry and cheese roti wrap from the market.
Three little things 