Archives for posts with tag: him

Making a collar with Will. It’s fun to have something to make.

Lying in the park, reading and watching the clouds.

Discovering the extractor fan switch! Please god let it sort out the damp.

Another day of lying in the sun. The (slightly overgrown) garden in the morning and the park in the afternoon with Will.

Being in the sun all day but not getting burnt. So grown up.

That feeling of being freshly washed after a day of suntan lotion and sweat and getting into a clean, white bed.

Queer Eye. Such a cute dog too.

Lauren’s flatmate viewing schedule. So funny.

An evening with Will. Watching Ladybird. We had one of most emotional conversations and it was heartbreaking but it was also so nice to be that close to him again. I will always love him. Also he gave me Whittaker’s. 😍


Doing better than I thought I would today. An interview down, a lovely description of me to Nick and she wasn’t as bad as yesterday. Maybe I can stick this out.

Shep’s for Jo’s birthday dinner. Delicious korean food!

Telling him about BOW. I didn’t expect him to cry. 

Canoeing up the canal towards the Lee Valley. The sun was out, it was really warm and it was all so bloody beautiful! I had such a lovely time!

Spending time with Will.

Talking about Noel’s House Party.

London. 

Dinner and rooftop drinks with Alec Han and Sarah.

Reach around mummies and other old pots


Dinner with Helen. Reminiscing, laughing and reliving.

Liking my hair. My face. Feeling good.

Getting a text from him. First. 

Also, this wooden plant pot at work.


A lovely walk in Epping Forest with Jonny

Remembering the Malteasers incidence in NZ outside the place with all the mosaics.

New (to me) stretchy trousers. *SO* STRETCHY AND COMFY.


Jigsaw puzzle at lunchtime. Officially a crossword defector. It felt so good.

Texts about books.

Dinner with my oldest girls. Vietnamese, not too drunk and not the one that talked the most!


Missing the train so popping into the reptile shop.

Listening to No Such Thing As A Fish without falling asleep. 

Durak. Ayeak. Airag. 

Final pottery class. Sad it’s over but it was a really fun evening. I’m definitely doing more. And I really hope my pots turn out nice.

More dogs. Beautiful Rocky at work.

Remembering. Daydreaming. Feeling. Probably a bad idea but it felt so good.


Kayaking and paddle boarding on the lake. Floating peacefully in the sun until…

MUD FIGHT!

Doug’s incredible fire food. Excellent pepper.

Playing games for Corinne’s birthday. Mini Jenga, body parts and the one where I laughed too hard at ‘hole’.

Good chats and nice moments.


I’m in Brussels! Solo holiday. And I got seat 61 on the Eurostar. Which comes with free breakfast and aaaaall the leg room.

Brass bands a plenty for the National Day. 

Being a bit drunk, buying chocolate in a shop that was playing French rap. It made me feel so….. European.

Plus speaking French, texts and this gorgeous apartment.


Sewing. For someone else. 

Gardening together. 

Having a window box full of flowers.

It’s been such a peaceful day. Really quite perfect.


Going into Foyles. Properly going in and buying a book and smelling that great smell of all those pages and feeling that calm that is in book shops. 

Sitting in the garden, reading as the light faded and the birds sang. The air smelt beautiful.

Scottish drag queen names. 

This dog fart photo. I couldn’t actually handle this at lunch time.

A sideways laughing emoji from Alec. Eeeeeh.

Ending a boring date and discovering messages from him. I hope it means something. 🙈


Spending the afternoon with W. And finally making it to Dotori.

A walk in the sun

Accidentally getting too drunk in Shoreditch with some of the Good Eggs. Sorry Wiseman. 


Having everybody out for Hannah’s leaving party. Lovely friends.

Hanging out with W.

Trolley antics.

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Colour.
Ove.
Him.

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Looking up at the bright big moon just as a plane flew in front of it.
Emailing James.
Walking and talking on the bridge.

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The smell of clean washing pumping out of the barbican buildings
Hanging out with him again. I miss him.
African music at the bowing alley.

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Egg custard tart in the Portuguese cafe
An evening with Sadia.
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A date.
A salad. The best thing about going to Waterloo on Wednesdays.
Andrea sticking up for all of us.

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This sign.
He text me.
Speaking to dad.