Friendly shop assistants in the new fabric shop in FP. Lots of smiles.
Lots of neat boxes with vulva making materials in. I love neat boxes.
Dinner back at the French restaurant we went to on our first date. Delicious and drunken. That chocolate mousse though.
A cold sunny walk around the park. Looking at Christmas trees and playing on the outside gym. My favourite tree was this squat little fella.
Spending the evening with Stuart, drinking too much and eating delicious Indian food.
Cuddling. A lot of cuddling.
The trees outside my bedroom window, orange and yellow against the blue sky in the morning.
The weather was so beautiful today. I went for an autumn walk to clear my head.
Walking around the gallery with Stuart, acting like a couple and being a bit drunk.
Christmas songs, hot chocolate and crafting with Sarah.
We made wreaths!
Dinner at Stuart’s.
A date where I didn’t get drunk. And still had a nice time.
A great big folded over cheesy pizza.
A big feminist chat with Naomi. Sharing things I’ve not talked about before and finding someone that feels the same.
Meeting Cordelia and hearing all about how the workshops work. And the period burlesque.
Second date. He’s funny.
Kissing. Lots of kissing.
New toaster. She’s a beauty.
Making envelopes. It’s nice to be crafty.
A fun first date.
Seeing the early morning sky, with the sun peaking up, orangey-yellow, through the clouds.
Getting asked on a date.
Standing by the tube intersection door and getting the breeze all up in my hair. I love that feeling.
(I don’t have any photos that fit this. But I was sad that I didn’t use this fish photo the other day. So I’m putting it in. It’s my blog anyway and I can do what I want)
Going lambing! I was so excited. And by far the oldest child with their parents on the farm.
The smell of my haircut.
Wine, wine, olives, wine, kissing.
Going to see The Iris by myself.
Continuing the solo date with a walk up the hill in Greenwich park and then a wine in the pub.
Followed by a real date at Street Feast with heaps of delicious food and the pottery show.
Singing and driving the van. By myself.
The event looked good. And I chatted to Emma about crocheting vulvas for the Period Party. She’s cool.
Kissing.
Getting most of the things I need from a small radius around my house.
The most amazing Boomerang with Bivan.
Live music and fun company. And head touching. That was really nice.
A fun date. Really fun.
Seeing my tattoo without the cling film. I keep touching it.
Looking at art. Seeing celebrities. Just not sure which ones.
Got myself a date.
Walking back from the pub with all the housemates after a pub quiz with a truly terrible quiz master.
Although she did say Melanie Trump and Skitting Bull. Which was pretty funny.
Lunch in the park with Claire
Love oranges. And the one that looked like a snail.
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Sunny lunch in the park.
Locking ourselves out the office. Enforced iced tea in the sun. Which we didn’t even have to pay for! #win
Got asked on a date.
The face in the toilet
Putting ‘Jonny Ecco Uniqlo date’ in my diary.
Bez. He was really sweet to me today and made me feel better about things. Plus we made a pretty good team. Those walls are looking pretty bloody good.
A date.
A salad. The best thing about going to Waterloo on Wednesdays.
Andrea sticking up for all of us.
New deodorant. Another day of smelling myself.
Finding out we sold our car seats for waaaay more than we had hoped for!
A date with my boyfriend. Tapas, a cocktail and talk of a European adventure!
Sitting in the sun down at the seafront and just hanging out together.
Going on the bush walk in Te Papa, hugging some super old rocks and knowing that mum and dad did this when they were here.
Getting a text from a mate saying her date went well last night. Drinks, giggles and a sneaky kiss under the stars.
