The happy smiling cyclist. That then made me smile.
Sex and the City with Mike’s commentary.
The hot man cycling with a backpack with an adorable dog in it, resting his furry face against the man’s face. I almost died.
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The walk from the tube to the flat. Cold but relaxing.
Deciding to come home to pizza and fat trousers instead of going to a workshop this evening. Maybe not the most productive of decisions but it made me happy.
Watching the cyclists on Boris bikes
Adorable letter from a young girl to the Yosemite Park Ranger after she accidentally takes two sticks home.
Full fat milk in my tea. Oh god it’s so creamy.
Hearing a cyclist singing loudly as he pedaled past me.
Three little things 