Printing vulva labels at work.
Free food for rescuing a Gousto box.
Task Master. Again
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Breakfast and reading in the sunny nook. Naked of course.
Free bread from Victoria Park.
A beautiful oily bath in that beautiful bathtub.
Another free lunch from Roger. Salmon and plantain today.
The Fish guys, cheering me up after a teary evening.
A couple of fun chats at work. I like my team.
Dobble with Hannah Alec and Ciaran. I got very excited. SPENCIL!
Free port and sweet things at dinner.
The walk to and from the castle on the hill. The touch.
Brunch babes at Beagle. And mine was free!
Actually making lunch for tomorrow. And breakfast. Basically I organised the shit out of my Monday meals.
Iced coffee, custard tart and chatting to Jo in the sun. A unplanned and lovely Sunday afternoon.
Dame Judy Dench and a really life-like painting at the National Portrait Gallery.
The amazing firework show at Victoria Park.
Free Indian starters.
A free watermelon
The flock of pigeons taking flight in the park at lunchtime.
£2 lunch. From M&S no less.
All the free food and drink. Ugh I ate so much.
Getting our face on a beer bottle.
Spending a night with two of my best female friends. It was so nice to talk about vaginas and sex.
Free pizza
Free bread and free yogurt
Playing Shithead with Jonny
Squeezing his spots before I had to go to work.
Free paneer. FINALLY!
Being silly together in the evening. I’ve missed hanging out with him this week.
Amazing (free) salmon for lunch.
“I can’t believe there’s a tiger here”
“The more you pull it, the harder it gets”
When the lovely guy bought me over a cup of soup because I was cold.
Then we got free pizza.
A hot bath.
My boss telling me to go and meditate in the sun for 10 minutes while she finished setting up. I got paid to meditate!
More free food in the afternoon.
Practising a teeny tiny bit of French with some French customers.
A long, hot shower.
Free avocado and asparagus.
Double payday.
A night out with his Scottish boys. So much fun.
All the free food we got. Including the two amazing tiramisus.
An afternoon bonding with the women of the family.
Lots of free food from the end of the week at work.
The boss was away this afternoon so we could have a bit more of a giggle than usual.
My boyfriend buying a bottle of organic French wine because he knows that I love organic things and French things. Especially French wine. Especially especially French organic wine
Just a great day at work. Everyone in good moods and a really busy day so the time just flew by.
Free cheese from my boss to make my jacket potato delicious.
One of my favorite customers coming in and calling out ‘hey girlfriends!’
Free scones.
The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.
Homemade dahl for dinner.
Washing my feet after work. All inbetween the toes and scrubbing all the bits. It felt so nice after a day on my feet.
The Graham Norton show. With Ronnie Corbit and Ricky Gervais.
Free pavlova. Free, delicious pavlova.
Winning at tickling my boyfriend by some top class trickery.
Mashed potato leftovers at work.
Facebook conversations with my housemates. We’re a pretty hilarious bunch.
Glasses of wine at the end of the day courtesy of a generous customer and a relaxed boss
Taking home a fish pie and some free treats so neither of us had to cook dinner
It’s only 6 weeks until my parents arrive!
Bonding with my new boss and teammate and making them laugh. There’s nothing better than hearing ‘you’re hilarious!
Free chocolate brownie to nibble on in the afternoon
A twitter conversation with my friend about kettles
Another free lunch from my housemate, this time at the beach. A beach with a dog and seagulls.
Getting tweets from people I don’t know back home saying they’re thinking of me because the quizmaster at the pub I used to go to held a minute silence for me not being there.
Sticking my face in the new mint plant. It’s so minty.
This bear
Driving over to our flatmate’s work with two other flatmates so we could hang out with him and get a free, delicious lunch
Driving up the ridiculously steep hill we live on in the old, slightly broken car and leaning back in my seat, feeling fairly certain that I’m vertical.
Three little things 