Finished my book in the sun.
Watching the Capture the Flag game.
Sitting around a fire at night, laughing with the Dowes.
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Cute holiday home with a fire and a beautiful bathroom.
Having our first bath together. Obvs with candles. And not so obvs with gong bath music.
Watermelon and the Who Am I game.
Toasting bread over a fire.
Funny apple tree names.
Lying on the sofa cuddling with Hannah and watching Gogglebox.
Ultra bubble machine.
Ben farting.
Dad and Fred having cuddles by the fire.
A walk before the rain hit and watching the geese land on the river.
Reading in the cafe, eating cake.
A fire.
Sitting by a fire, eating food that has been cooked on a fire.
Weaving with sticks and yarn.
Whittling. And being better than the annoying man.
Being at Knepp with Jen and Fiona.
Watching the sun set behind the tents with the fire on.
Fire cooked sweetcorn.
Being with all the family at Fam Camp. Han was happy to be here, Fred played with all of us, the sun is out.
Sitting around a camp fire laughing with Soph, Holly and mum.
Being in the countryside, smelling fresh air, being in a field with sheep.
Ally Pally fireworks. Genuinely really good.
Followed by the random but brilliant mariachi band in the tent. Feeling like I was in a festival, but in London.
Watching the huge bonfire. There’s something so calming about watching a fire.
A long sunny walk in the countryside
Sitting on a bench in the sun in the middle of a little village to eat lunch
Fire, olives, Indian takeaway
Reading my book by the fire in a pub with a glass of red wine, on my own.
Seeing Andrew’s long hair at uni. It’s good to have a boss that joins in your definitely-procrastinating-at-work conversations.
Having Andrew make me realise that the walking route is still a good idea, after I felt a bit disheartened from meeting David.
Coming up to the boat to see my parents. Watching the Vicar of Dibley. Sitting by the fire.
Listening to Touch by Little Mix on the train. It puts me in such a good mood!
Reunited with Han, Jonny and Jo!
The beautiful little cottage for my birthday. Within 10 minutes of being inside, the fire was going, the PJ’s were on, the snacks were open and the beers were started. It was perfect!
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!
Kicking through the bright yellow leaves on the pavement.
The whole wood working day. The bright blue sky, being outside, the fire, making a bowl, the feminist chat at lunchtime, the end result. It was brilliant.
Smelling like wood smoke
A walk through the little park, to get out the house.
Flirting with Brian.
The house party! Dancing with Alec. Howling into the wind. The fire. Laughing with Lauren.
The beautiful Weir Gardens. The river, the wooden play park, the drying onions, the walled garden.
Dinner and half pints with Jonny. Even though he made me nearly cry.
Coming home and sitting by the fire in the garden with my housemates. And then playing Rag on the Wire. Excellent new game.
Kayaking and paddle boarding on the lake. Floating peacefully in the sun until…
MUD FIGHT!
Doug’s incredible fire food. Excellent pepper.
Playing games for Corinne’s birthday. Mini Jenga, body parts and the one where I laughed too hard at ‘hole’.
Good chats and nice moments.
Blighty brunch with the core besties. That iced coffee saved me.
Some train texts on the way to Fam Camp.
Sitting around the fire with my family, wearing my walking boots and chatting to some family members that don’t normally get the chance to speak. And singing about bananas and big fat ponies.
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.
Walking round Wilkinson’s, getting excited by glittery toilet seats, fake stone foxes and soft towels.
Chucking away a carful of stuff.
Spending the evening in the hot tub, with wine and then sitting by the fire. On my own and loving it.
The smell of wood smoke.
The ridiculously incredible paneer thali.
Doing some yoga when I got home.
Mums talcum powder
Walking to the next village, singing loudly in the sun. I never get to sing out loud anymore.
Purple potatoes from Abel and Cole. They made the water turn blue.
A walk along the river.
Lighting a fire. Kind of badly it turns out. And smelling that fresh countryside air in the evening. I love it so much.
Walking over the Malvern hills
Volleyball as the sun sets
Sitting round the fire, under the stars, with my cousins. Talking about vaginas, nipples and tit tape.
Tile talk in the bathroom with everyone.
The most bizarre meeting. Colleagues drunk and high. Then a manager telling me I’m better off out of it. What a nutty situation. Can’t help but laugh at the absurdity.
Fire, part II. Love a good fire.
Insults with my big sis
Appropriate stickers from Rosie and Ming
Watching the fire
The beautiful walk in the sun back at my parents. Mum stole some sweetcorn and we all ate blackberries.
The mushroom growing in the middle of the road.
Sitting round the fire in the garden.
Catfish claypot. It arrived on fire!
Some long shopping, by myself, taking as long as I want to make decisions.
An afternoon nap.
The beautiful bright yellow tree just outside our campervan this morning.
Stopping at Wanaka lake to take photos. It was gorgeous.
Parking at a DOC site in the middle of a valley with clouds drifting around the mountains, a fire pit on our pitch and a short walk through the mossy forest.
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