Archives for posts with tag: flirting

Texting James.

Naked yoga. And the relaxation at the end.

Unpacking, changing my bed, doing some washing and just being back at home after a long week away.

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Cutesie texts from James that made me happier than it really should have.

The vulva workshop. Such a lovely small group with really great conversations and some good laughs.

The beautiful pink clouds and blue sky as I walked home.

Yoga in dungarees.

Reading in dungarees.

Having someone to do the little texts with again.

Using the ULEZ as an opener on Hinge. And it worked!

Evening plans cancelled. Hello sofa and pyjamas.

Bizarrely, listening to chat about feminism in The Archers on Women’s Hour.

The softness of my shirt as I put it on in the morningSmiling at the pretty man on the way to work, wearing a similar blue waterproof coat to meTwo new recipes for dinner. Vegan macaroni cheese with no fake cheese. And chocolate and peanut butter chia pudding with oat cream and raspberries.

Petek with Jonny. We even got our free baklava. We haven’t been for ages so it was lovely to be remembered.

SO MANY FREE GRAPES

More flirting with Stuart. Probably not the best idea but fun for now

My chest cracking doing the wheel in yoga

My outfit. The mustard trousers, peak of white shirt, black jumper and denim jacket.

Emailing Stuart.

Mad crazy golf

That flirty bumping into each other, brushing arms walk. Even though he’s not the one.

Selling out tickets for the Period Party

Flirting with two guys at the walking event.

When I realised that the guy in the room was NOT a guy I’d been on a date with last month but that they DO look RIDICULOUSLY similar.

Doing yoga when I was tired and yawny but doing it at my pace and what I wanted.

Artwork by @thecheekyblog on Instagram

Photographing the vulvas from last week. They are so fabulous.

Making a skirt. Instead of working.

The storytelling night. Flirting with Matt. Eating cheesy chips. Laughing at good and bad stories.

A cool little animation about masturbation.

Having the afternoon off to do final Period Party planning. I feel so much calmer having done it all. And my to do list is so much smaller.

Some flirty texting with Diarmuid.

The park was surprisingly warm at lunch. Reading my book in the almost sun with the hazy sky was bliss.

Flirting with Nat.

Crafts with Sarah at the Southbank. And the fireworks on the balcony at the end. Best of all the world’s.


Getting excited about vagina t-shirts. Again. But for real this time.

Blue Planet II. Amazing colourful rockpools.

Talk of little Sophie.


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.


Pottery. Aside from one of the pieces (yes, that one), they all went well.
Sort of flirting. It made my migraine feel a lot better.

Mike’s terrible accidental gif on Tinder. Didn’t seem to make a difference though. Just made me and Lauren laugh heaps.


Delicious pizza at the pub quiz

Jo’s funny brother

A surprising flurry of OKCupid messages

Did my tax return. I saved WAAAAAAY too much money. I’m suddenly rich!

Made fanny jokes with a woman I don’t know in the Wigan office. Sent her my vagina bowl in return.

Going and buying a card in the afternoon. I got to walk in the sun, listen to some music, flirt with a cute guy and get away from the office. It was a perfect mini break


A busy swish. Finally.

Pizza, beer and chocolate mousse.

Portugal chats with NeverKissedATory.


A valentine’s card from my favourite person.

Having someone to text. All evening.

Boxercise. Smashed it.

(Also, Leightor and his travel bracelet)

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The photos from last night. So many lols. Such a fun evening.

Being back home in the countryside with my parents

‘Always!’