The Emergency Planning team have gone even more all out with their Christmas grotto. They even came in at the weekend to build it!Drinks with Charlie.Eating my homegrown tomatoes.
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Looking at my nine growing tomatoes. And telling the Remainers about them.
My big pile of sewn vulvas. I’m getting there.
Mum sending me a photo of vegan coffee cakes. I feel a bit bad about not wanting to go this weekend after that. She loves seeing us and she loves feeding her family.
I ate my tomatoes this morning.
Cute funny dog on the train.
Parks and Rec on the sofa with bourbons
Hooooome. No more hen party.
Lying in the park, texting James.
Hearing that 100 Vaginas made the young women feel much happier with their vulvas. 😍
Also my plant has the beginnings of tomatoes and I went out for lunch on my own again. Hello vegan food and silence.
New brunch place. Delicious and cheap Turkish breakfast.
Gardening. Cut the grass, did some weeding, moved a few plants around. I like that the garden is my little area. I feel proud of it.
Seeing Crispin and dancing to Hot Dub Time Machine. I especially loved the glitter canons, balloons and confetti!
I grew these! And I ate them for dinner.
I made a dress.
An evening with Bivan, playing guitar and singing, watching Back.
My homegrown,multicoloured sunny tomatoes
Buying fabric for my dresses.
Live music. It’s nice to hear live music.
My sunflower has finally flowered. And my housemate sent a photo of it congratulating me, which cheered me up after I felt annoyed at him for being messy this morning.
Gym. Rowing. Cycling. Just doing it.
Bake Off on the big TV, not my iPad. Followed by a chat with Lauren. I forget how much 10 minutes of socialising can make you feel.
It happened yesterday but this Aja gram still makes me laugh.
Buying two long flowerpots for the windowsills. Plants are happiness.
Coming home to a mars ice cream in the garden. I’d been thinking about that ice cream for a good few hours.
Oh these? No big deal. Just the tomatoes I’m growing in the garden. It’s cool.
First throwing lesson at Clay Time. Fun, handsy and some great that’s what she said’s.
Being at home a bit earlier. Time to clean, to relax, to water the garden. To have a second shower.
Even more sunflowers popping up.
Coffee in the sun with Jo. I needed hugs and sympathy after last night.
Walking around Gillespie Park. The bit I haven’t been to before. Flowers and bees and beautiful things. 🐝🌺🌼🌷🌻
Going and buying a box full of plants and seeds for the garden. Green just makes me so happy.
Getting my fingers in the dirt, on my own, planting them in.
Clean white sheets. I forget how much I love them.
