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Mum’s blood test results are back. It’s pretty much certain that she doesn’t have ovarian cancer!

I might be in WOW twice! Vulva workshops are being considered!

Actual period blood. Please let this be the end of the hormone mayhem.

A night with Sarah. Lumiere and chips in a gay pub.

The Life of Trees exhibition at the V&A. And going there for a general wander around to look at things I wanted to see. It was tough at times but I loved this photo by Bae Bien U.

The condom workshop. Money, free condoms and strong women. 

This goat(?) His nose makes me smile.


Making this print of my favourite quote. I’m going to get it printed and framed when I have money.

The excitement of going to see a flat. Even if it didn’t turn out as we’d hoped.

An evening of chats, biscuits, embroidery and Sarah Millican with Jo.


Going to the gym and walking home in the sunny winter day.

Talking to Stuart. He’s very sweet. And he sent me a brilliant feminist poem about vaginas. Which reminded me of one of my favourite quotes – Our foremothers were farmers, warriors, builders and weavers. They had wrinkles and pubic hair and opinions.

Japanese dinner with Will. A really lovely evening. He’s still very much got a place in my heart.

Christmas! 

Presents, cooking together, all the food, Jane and Tony coming over, all the cheers-ing, chatting to Stuart on the phone, my new DMs, Stick Man, skyping with the Fems, sitting in front of the fire, playing with Alexa, a feminist book from my brother, Alec’s weird melting video, playing the piano, Soph getting the body mop, Snapchat and naming a gravy boat after Stuart. 


Discovering Hyrrs (feminist hymns) and doing a couple of hours volunteering for Bloody Good Period, sorting out tampons and pads and eating mince pies.

Travelling around London and everyone is happy and smiling and carrying big bags full of presents to take home for Christmas. 

Everyone together for Christmas in B&H’s house. Indian food, fire, family. So lovely. Let Christmas begin!


Writing a press release. And sending it out to famous people and publications. Exciting scary.

Going to see Sofie Hagen with Jo. Even the awkward bit at the end where I told her about my vulva t-shirts. 

A phone call because he didn’t have time to text today. And a ‘cant wait to see you’. It made my tummy flip and put a big smile on my face. 

Today was a day of so many smiles.

Remembering last night and the girlfriend chat.

Getting an interview for a job I really want.

Being asked to write a blog for a feminist site and being approached by an award winning feminist podcast to talk about my vulva t-shirts.

Going to a Christmas party where I talked about vaginas and air pollution.

Having Stuart meet my friends and then stay at my house, where he said really sweet stuff to me. I like this guy.


Volunteering for the Foodbank. It was a good three hours of smiling and chatting and doing.

Going to see the space at Southbank for BOW at WOW. It’s going to be so good!

Our workshop for BOW in the evening. Lovely feminist friends, coming together to help us and give us ideas and energy and love. We came up with a great idea and I can’t wait to see it happen!


The squirrel outside the gym, pulling chips out the newspaper.

Had a really positive morning. Sent off a job application, had a conference call where I found out we’ll be paid for WOW and then I went to the gym. All before 10am.

Spent the afternoon sewing more vulvas.

Then I met another great feminist at Corinne’s leaving party. It was really fun to talk to her. Whilst texting Stuart about cheese. So much cheese. 


Sewing a vulva

Watching Dawson’s Creek

Having a couple of coffees with Corinne


We’re going to be at WOW! I’m so excited!

Going into Liberty for the first time. That place is ridiculous.

The Good Eggs in the pub for Corinne’s return. Such a funny night. Susan, bring in the Hellman’s. 


Remembering last night. Remembering I bought this Slow Jams CD from a homeless man whilst very drunk.

Finding jeans in a charity shop! (They later turned out to not actually fit amazingly well but still, it was an exciting moment)

Dinner at Jen’s. Delicious and feminist-y.


Meeting Cordelia and hearing all about how the workshops work. And the period burlesque.

Second date. He’s funny.

Kissing. Lots of kissing.


A lunch time walk with the WEN women. That was a really nice connection.

Walking down a beautiful new street. Saw a huge wooden bird in a window.

New No Such Thing As A Fish podcasts on the bus. Really made me laugh.

D
ay one of the Influencing Change course. It was so exciting to feel excited about it all again. And to distill my ideas down into something more focused.

Talking to Joy about the project. And all the other people that came up to me to talk about vaginas. It was a subject that so many people wanted to talk about. It was a real boost. 

Beers with Jonny, making me see the good in the day again. 


Coffee with Jen. She was nice to me and didn’t tell me off.

Going to the WOW campaign workshop. So lovely to meet more fabulous women. And be asked for help on a project by someone who was facilitating it! Such a buzz. 

Lottie’s party. Alec’s stories, seeing Ciaran, drunk Jonny, inflexible Doug and hanging out with Will. It was a really fun night!

Beautiful sunny London. It’s so perfect when it looks like this.

Meeting a woman who organises WOW and pitching two ideas to her. She loved both of them! I’m so proud of us for pitching so well. Fingers crossed we make it into the festival. 

Buying a new bag. It was tan. I had to.

And a fourth, dinner at Jo’s with her brother and fiancé. It was really nice. Maybe a friend extension.

A day by the pool. This beautiful pool.

Jumping in photos.

Beers, cards, feminist chats.


The grass is growing. And my first tomato is turning red.

The Dreamers Awake exhibition at the White Cube. But mainly the carved wooden vaginas. 

Wearing my new swishy skirt and feeling pretty fabulous. 

Coming home to see that Jonny had left my room looking immaculate. Minimalist mates forever.

Getting the budget. Or a bit of it at least.

Facemasks and vulvas.


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.


The Period Party! Everything about it was just so amazing! The unexpected friends, the love, the laughter, the vulvas, the glitter, the donations and the pub quiz.

Not to mention the accidental anal sex talk in front of my boss, sharing the vulva book and having people tell me that I’m hilarious. Guys, stop…

What an amazing evening! I’m totally buzzing and so proud of myself. 


Women chats with Holly over breakfast. Well, willy chats.

A day at WOW. As inspiring and eye opening as ever. I just love being there.

Having some time alone, in London. I really enjoy having a day off during the week. It feels really good. 


International Women’s Day. Proud, uplifted and inspired. Every year. Plus my colleague bought in green, purple and white snacks to celebrate. I loved the appropriateness of the jammy dodgers.

The perfect pubes on this embroidered vulva.

Watching 20th Century Women. The perfect IWD date with Jo.


Seeing my Period Party poster printed for the first time.

An orgasm. Not by myself.

Hearing from the anti Tory again.

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. 


Homemade brownie from my housemate. The perfect day for that to happen. Thank you Ivan.

The WEN talk: what’s feminism got to do with the environment? I particularly loved Judy Ling Wong. 

My fabulous sister in law. Sending me positive messages about shit heads being shit and making shitty decisions.


Going to the feminist art therapy event with Jo. It was nice to draw and be around women painting. The positive affirmations piece was nice.

Getting lots of ‘excellent’ ticks on my probation review. 

The ‘Help Me’ scarf.

Pussy Portraits. A vagina book from my colleague. 

All the housemates, at the pub, for my birthday. Plus Muji birthday presents! 

The shower curtain is finally here! Joint effort putting it up. Really feeling the house right now.