Reading on the sofa as the rain fell heavily outside.Apple pie and custard. Before the mould.Home alone and an early night.
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A walk along the canal. For work. Obvs.
A quick fix from the neurologist.
Vegan sausages and an early bedtime. I’m glad I bailed. I needed this time alone.
Getting off the bus early and walking along the canal.
The beautiful autumn leaves everywhere.
Leaving work early and going to bed early. Finally. What a long week.
Waking up drunk. Remembering what a fun night it was last night.
Coming home to a little nap.
Going to bed early to read. I haven’t done that in a long while.
A day with family for Eileen’s 90th birthday. Cousin cuddles.
Coming home to Dolly, the most calm and beautiful dog. I sat on the floor and cuddled her for ages.
Getting into bed at half 8.
Spending the day with Naomi, chatting about all things feminist, life and work.
The Rachael Whiteread exhibition at Tate Britain. And talking it through with Naomi as we walked round. I never do that.
A few hours with Jonny in the evening but not drinking. Then going to bed at 10.
Three little things 