The smell of bay from a nearby street party.
A warm wander in the evening, with park smells and golden light and fresh air.
Working on the vulva booklet. It’s going to be so good! I’m so excited about it!
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Sleeeeep.
Crunchy trumpet mushrooms.
A slow walk outside for food and fresh air.
Getting out before the dark set in, after a day in bed.
Getting my boob pot through the post!
Clean sheets. Very nice to get back into after a day in bed.
Opening the blinds and seeing a beautiful blue sky.
Taking a detour through the park and hearing the birds sing.
A really helpful therapy session. Freezing isn’t a bad thing.
Autumn leaves. So bright and colourful.
Walking through the park on the way home. Smelling the nature smells, looking into the pond and feeling quiet.
Sewing vulvas, on the floor of my living room, listening to podcasts.
Fresh air and great mossy bark.Sewing. Finally fixed my PJs.Drag Race UK. SO much funnier than I was expecting.
Being by the sea, in a cute cabin. With a secret garden. And it’s own yoga platform.
The pub quiz. Best pub quiz I’ve ever done. Oily Muirs.
Seeing a shooting star as we walked home from the pub.
I felt so happy this evening. Really calm and peaceful, by the sea, walking in the dark.
My boobs illustration! Looks amazing.
Going for a walk along the railway line in the sun
Going for a second walk and smelling the grass
Yoga. For courage. Perfectly timed.
Freddie smacking himself in the head with a wooden spoon whilst playing the saucepans
A walk in the park when the sun came out. It felt good to leave the house.
Sewing a cute bib for my nephew. Hopefully this one will be the right size.
Texting Han about Mr Eyebrow Hair.
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.
Sunny London
Halloumi fries and sourdough bread. So bloody delicious.
Going for a walk at lunchtime.
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.
Did a good interview. Pretty proud of myself.
A day working in the garden.
A picnic with Holly in the evening sun.
Accidentally dribbling apple spit down myself
Hacking away a big area of bush in the garden. And then burning the wood.
The heat, the sun, the summer air blowing through the house.
Finally getting a lunch break and being able to go outside in the sun and be away from everyone and everything.
A warm evening, walking through Shoreditch.
Dressing up. It feels good to feel good.
I finally managed a relatively carb free day
Getting off the tube one stop early and walking home.
I also finally looked up flights to Portugal. Weeeee! Holiday!
A meditation moment. I’ll get there.
The walk that I wanted suddenly appeared for me. A much nicer start to the morning.
A slow walk and a nice chat with a good friend.
A happy walk to work
Hannah’s laugh.
Walking in the fresh air through Bristol after a long bus journey.
Standing outside on the fresh morning air for a few moments as the sun shone through the trees and squirrels played on the tree.
Using fire extinguishers. As training, not for a fire.
Four Non Blondes, what’s going on. Such. A. Tune.
Bubble Pop as I left the house. Great song to start the day with.
Going for a walk with James at lunch to get some fresh air and get to know him better.
Crispy jacket potato.
Seeing my brother’s ridiculously awesome new house.
Eating our BBQ dinner off the table he and W made in the afternoon.
Smelling the beautiful fresh air out the window of my old room in my parents house.
This. I wish it was for sale.
The first person over the Clifton Suspension Bridge was a woman who ‘picked up her skirts’ and raced off, beating a man across by a few yards.
Being outside and walking through bright green, breathing fresh air and seeing fallen blossom.
A cheesy lunch day.
Going for a walk at sunset for some fresh air.
Getting excited about another job I really want and writing a pretty awesome cover letter for it.
Walking up to the top of Mt Eden and looking out over the whole city.
Fresh air.
Getting more pillows for tonight. Hello good nights sleep.
Smelling the grass and the air at Aotearoa Stonehenge.
His dad saying bellend and not meaning a penis and me smirking with my head down, trying not to laugh.
An accidental fart. Funnier because I couldn’t laugh as much as I wanted to.
Deciding what we’re going to do in December. Hello Australia.
Stepping out from the kitchen into the alleyway behind work for some fresh air at lunchtime. No wind, a warmer day and so fresh after being in a hot cafe.
The same guy from yesterday came in and told me again how funny he thought my fish pun sign was. You’d think that wouldn’t still make me happy. But it does!
Spending some time on Pinterest this morning. I liked this image.
Going out into the fresh air as the sun peaked through the rain clouds, listening to the Children of Agape and enjoying the moment.
A good meditation this morning.
Flowers from the sweetest customer.
Taking a moment to myself, looking up at the stars and enjoying the fresh air on the way home from work.
Stacking cards on top of the cat and our sleeping housemate.
Three little things 