Cumbersome womb crown. 😂
A comedy night with James. Russian songs, a giant calculator, wet food and daddy.
The rest of the night with James. Ridiculously good.
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A day off, spent quite quietly again, doing things that needed to get done. Taxes, cleaning, sorting. Sending photographs of my vulva to feminist artists to make body positive artwork. You know, the usual.
Impromptu lunch with Hannah at Abocado. It was nice to have a hug.
A beer and a fire. I always love a fire.
MRF. Geeking out on recycling.
A woman on Instagram telling me she has decided to do menstruation related art work because of my vagina Instagram account. All the feels.
Jo. For phoning. For her Facebook stats.
Feminist art and tea with my cousin
Christmas food at Lidl.
Ed’s birthday. With his mum there until 3am, helping Oh Annie Oh play Drake on the decks. What a babe.
Three little things 