Archives for posts with tag: haircut

Picking up three new library books without having to search for any good ones.

Going out round the park scavenging for sticks for the lanterns.

Having my hair washed twice at the hairdresser’s.

Being back at work with everyone else and chatting to Sally.

Stroking the puppy at the hairdresser’s.

The clever Alan key that Jen has. And putting together a shoe rack.

Got a pretty queer haircut on Bisexual Visibility Day.

Spent time doing lots of vulva stuff and started the newsletter.

I might be getting to look after Penny next weekend!

Sitting on the sunny bench at lunch time and the squirrel that came to check me out.

Going to a new salon and getting a good haircut. The place was beautiful and they used organic products.

Going into central at night and walking along Oxford Street, looking at the beautiful buildings and feeling the buzz.

Jonny and the Baptists at the Soho Theatre.

A haircut. Finally, less hair!

Having a shower and washing off all the sweat from volunteer day.

Lunch with the squirrels.

Cuddles with Nina at the hairdresser’s.

Bought myself a fancy sandwich from Paul’s.

Jonny made me dinner and we had a lovely silly conversation.

The bluuuue sky and bright pink blossom.

Chatting with Jen and Fiona in the sun in the park. I really like Fiona. I’m glad Jen fell in love with her.

Hair cut. Finally.

Being spooned. I needed that.

Dog cuddles with Nina during my haircut.

My boob print from Lydia arrived.

Spending the morning chatting to Sarah at the Olympic Park. It’s been 6 months.

Stroking Nina before my haircut.

Jo came over and we had homemade pizza for dinner. It felt like a normal night.

Chatting to Liv in the morning on the phone.

Jonny cut my hair.

My cousin came round and I hugged her.

Psych with the Fems plus one

Cuddling a Christmas dog during my haircut.
The evening light. The way it hit the bright tree against the old church against the blue sky.
Doing some yoga again. Finally.

This amazingly coloured tree.

Sewing vulvas and listening to podcasts.

Focusing on her nails on my scalp during my haircut.

My free vibrator arrived. She’s good.

Conkers.

A hair cut with the nice lady again. I missed her.

An immediate haircut

A nap on the sofa

Summer evenings, early nights and good books

Lovely leaves.

First haircut without the mole. So much less stressful.

Jonny’s home! And he likes his spicy cheese.

Went to celebrate Rochelle’s first birthday of Luna Spot. She was so happy to see us and her stuff was beautiful. Well worth making the effort to go out into the wind.

A sofa afternoon. Sewing Bee. RuPaul. Watching Jonny play games.

Cutting my hair and having a shower before bed. It’s so relaxing.

A nice message

A lie in

A hair cut

Volunteering in the morning, packing up Christmas hampers for lonely old people in the borough.

Bought our teeny tiny Christmas tree. She’s adorable.

Having a dog friend whilst getting my hair cut.

Two walks in the park, amongst the autumn leaves

Seeing my plastic free menstrual product sticker up on the toilet doors. I love seeing them.

The hairdresser’s. The ASMR of the scissors, the woman next to me who told me how much she loved my haircut and wants the same, having an hour where I just sat. No book, no phone, no screen. Just sitting.

AND finding my new favourite tea in the Japanese shop near my house.

Mint chocolate bar. So delish.

Park lunch. And it’s officially autumn.

Closing my eyes during my haircut and focusing on the nice feelings and sounds. Real life ASMR.

Delicious almond croissant courtesy of Adam for elevensies.

A quiet haircut reading my book where the hairdresser did not make my mole hurt or bleed. And for only £25!

A delicious pizza.

Haircut. Short and sharp again. Plus it smells amazing.

I spent almost an hour in the gym. And it totally didn’t even feel like it. A good start to the morning.

I felt like I achieved quite a lot today. Which is a nice feeling. And one I haven’t felt in a while.

The clitoris animation.

Walking and talking to mum on my way to my haircut. I was in a really good mood.

Getting a different hairdresser. He didn’t miss bits like Maria does.


Free haircut. With the possibility of more free haircuts. 

That stupid photo of Alec being excited by his present. It made me lol twice on the walk to the pub.

Alec’s birthday drinks. I chatted to lots of people which I don’t normally do, there was a dog and I got three hugs! Plus I walked there through sunny sunny London.


I got my hair cut. FINALLY. And Maria was funny, if a little lax in some respects. I left hairy but beautiful.

Spending time with Jo. It was really lovely to chat to her.

Singing ‘Nothing compares to you’ with Jo and Hannah.


Going lambing! I was so excited. And by far the oldest child with their parents on the farm.

The smell of my haircut. 

Wine, wine, olives, wine, kissing.


My strangely patterned avocados.

A quiet haircut, whilst it rained outside.

Discovering Bridget Jones’s Diary in the house. I’ve been wanting to watch this for weeks! Enjoyed with two slices of warm banana bread, smothered in Malteaser spread. Happy Sunday!

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Signed up to Bumble. And got some matches. Bit of excitement!
Chatting to Jo on the phone for an hour. We never do that.
A day out of the office – spent it in a cafe with Corinne, getting a haircut and spotting John Hannah!

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All FOUR of the homemade cakes for Clare’s birthday.
A beer and a haircut.
Feeling quite proud of myself. For sharing. And doing better.

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Chatting to the homeless man I used to walk past everyday. He remembered me and even asked about my new job.
A head massage, a glass of wine and a haircut.
Dinner with Becky’s posh friend.