Not being at work when everyone else is at work.
Driving a nice car in Italy on quiet roads. And listening to ‘That’s Amore’ as our first car song.
The beautiful villa. The pool. The hot tub. The views.
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Bodiam castle. Kissing in the ruins.
Singing along to Noah and the Whale in the car.
Launching my website.
Holiday! Our first holiday together. It started off really well. The place is pretty even though it’s been a bit of a shambles. But we handled it together. It’s been really fun!
Driving. I love driving. Especially in the countryside.
Poo conversations. It felt like a big step.
Alec changing into his driving shoes before setting off in the fanciest hire car I’ve ever driven.
The beautiful treehouse on the lake on the alpaca farm for Corinne’s surprise birthday.
Kayaking in the dark, sex pond in the rain and shooting stars.
Driving the biggest van for the smallest amount of stuff. With Jonny, obvs.
The robin came back into the garden. It’s so brave. And she ate the worms Lauren gave her.
Multi-housemate gardening.
Driving through the countryside, down beautiful old lanes in the sunshine, singing as loud as I want.
Cuddles and secrets with my gorgeous little cousin.
Grapes and clotted cream. A dream mix.
Breakfast with Jonny.
Driving the van. With Jonny. And talking about him moving in with me. Or at least moving north.
The beautiful sunny weather. I love London in the sun.
Sunny garden coffee mid pack with Bivan.
Beyonce came on the radio as I was driving the van in the sun. The perfect moment.
Walking home with that lovely spring smelling air, the light fading. The light has just been everything today.
Knife problems.
Singing and driving.
Reading my feedback forms.
Georgie came all the way to Barnet for me.
Singing in the van, driving through new bits of London whilst the sun shone. Especially coming up over the hill and seeing Ally Pally up ahead.
Another good event. Happy people. Lovely comments. Even managed to sit down and eat some Turkish bread and hummus.
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.
Brilliant Christmas Bake Off Good Eggs chats again. Bonas.
Walks with dad and finding the solar panels at the end of the village.
Driving around all the roads of my childhood as the sun set, singing loudly.
Driving! And singing as loudly as I wanted to.
Helping Ben and Han clean the house before Christmas. Scrubbing stairs with toothbrushes, using the water Hoover and admiring Ben’s amazing work on the flooring.
Singing Christmas carols with nan. And her reaction to Ben. Plus I understood her today. She talked right to me. And her ‘steady on!’ to mum sounded just like the nan from my childhood.
Remembering the dancing from last night.
Driving. To Wales.
Our beautiful hostel. In Wales. In an old church with a fire and a hot tub and stained glass windows.
A walk in the countryside with two best friends.
Having to stop the car and wait for an actual line of ducks to cross the road. I love coming home to the countryside.
Driving. I love driving.
A happy bin
An easy drive
A bag of craft bits
Cruising in the van, crossing Tower Bridge and singing songs.
We went out for Halloween dressed up like skeletons and we. looked. SICK. Everybody loved us.
Jonny gave me his Gu desert and it was so delicious.
Driving the big van at work.
A head massage and a good haircut.
Being back in Hannah’s bed with her comfy pillows.
‘Today on ‘Bad Driving With William‘, he forgets about the clutch’
Indian with his aunt
The article my friend sent me about meaningful careers. It’s made me feel much more positive about doing what I want and being picky with what I apply for.
This postcard.
Singing ‘summertime blues’ really loudly, and wrong, in the car together. Compete with steering wheel thumping, leg slapping and head thrusting.
Peeing into the special campervan pee pot. TOGETHER.
Driving John’s massive car along the empty straight roads of Western Australia.
Seeing wild, baby emus.
Listening podcasts in the tent.
Seeing Tane Mahuta, the oldest, biggest kauri tree in the New Zealand.
Spending some time alone on a wooden walkway across a quiet lake.
Driving onto a ferry for the first time.
Driving the car around together in the evening, singing along to the radio and feeling a bit like I was back home.
Seeing the city hills lit up against the black sky.
Lying on the bed, reading.
Homemade digestive biscuits. #britsabroad
A new, awful TV show thanks to Scott Mills called Bad Bridesmaid.
Singing loudly on my own in the car. I’ve really missed that.
Making the first bit of our van and installing it.
Driving in the sun alongside the sea.
All the massive fruit and vegetables at the market this week.
A beautiful Wellington day
Driving the van around the bay.
The driver who laughed with me when I didn’t know where I was going or what I was doing. No road rage in Eastbourne.
Driving the van for the first time. Scary but exciting.
Miranda was back from holiday. It was a full team at work again and lots of giggling occurred.
Planning our van to camper conversion.
Listening to Jake Bugg and thinking about my brother.
The lorry driver that waved at us. And then waving at all the other big campervans and watching them automatically wave back and then look slightly confused.
Walking up a big hill/small mountain to see the 360° of mountains and clouds and lakes. Absolutely amazing.
And a sneaky fourth little thing for today: driving the big campervan and manoeuvering it backwards into a small camp spot.
Leaving work early to go on holiday
Playing 20 questions in the car. It always makes us laugh.
The sign saying ‘Bulls, a town like no udder’. Also, who names a town Bulls?
This bear
Driving over to our flatmate’s work with two other flatmates so we could hang out with him and get a free, delicious lunch
Driving up the ridiculously steep hill we live on in the old, slightly broken car and leaning back in my seat, feeling fairly certain that I’m vertical.
