Archives for posts with tag: holiday

A final walk through the gentle snowfall and the big piles of snow. Bye Oslo, you’ve been fabulous.

Getting my pitch written at the airport. I feel a lot happier now that I’ve done that.

Getting home and Stuart coming over for food and cuddles. It was lovely to sleep next to him. For a change!


A delicious French bread breakfast full of fruit, thanks to Alec.

A lovely calming art gallery. With some amazing huge lead books.

The male choir singing in the sauna. Also the sauna. And jumping in the bucket of ice water. Twice.

Out and about, discovering Oslo. Such a beautiful and quiet city. And the sky was so blue.

Playing in the snow on a botty whizzer.

An emotional gig in a church. A bar with loads of plants. General holiday lols.

Delicious mini truffle things at the walking conference. I had a lot.


Snow snow snow snow.

Getting switched to the suite with the piano, the double sinks, the bidet, the swivelling TV and the huge bath. 
Wandering around Berlin, not needing to think about anything because Ciaran just took care of it all for us.

Beers, pizza, chips, chats, Cards Against Humanity and meatus talk. A really fun night out in Berlin. Coming home to play the piano at 3am.

Made it to the gym! 

The softest jumper ever. EVER.

Gutentag Berlin! And gutentag cool hotel with a DJ and vagina carpet! Drinking beer on the street and eating chips is also much appreciated.

Having Stuart round, planning our cottage getaway. 

I made a ridiculously delicious dinner. I’m so proud of it. Squash, leek and spinach gratin.

Finally getting round to writing the rules for BOW. Felt good to get something achieved. 

Listening to Touch by Little Mix on the train. It puts me in such a good mood!

Reunited with Han, Jonny and Jo!

The beautiful little cottage for my birthday. Within 10 minutes of being inside, the fire was going, the PJ’s were on, the snacks were open and the beers were started. It was perfect!

Wearing my new DMs out and about. I love this look.

The family deciding that, despite us all agreeing to split the money if we won, that I should get the £20 from the Christmas scratch card. 

Yay, Stuart agreed to go on holiday. And soon! Hello cute cottage with a fireplace.

A walk in the woods. With the sun shining and on the look out for deer.

Waitrose bread and Président butter for an in car picnic lunch before the train back to London.

Hot cross buns. 

Our beautiful cottage for the weekend. A weekend away from my house, in the countryside and with nothing much to do except read, relax and eat.

A little walk along the water as the sun set, followed by a little explore in the an old small church.

A delicious pie and mash, in my tracky bottoms and big socks, on the sofa. Let the relaxing weekend begin.

The half a slice of cake with a cup of tea after lunch. That was nice.
Staying home. Rather than making myself go in. That was the right decision.

Booking a weekend away. This weekend. I need a break. 

Coming home to discover one of my sunflowers is now ENORMOUS!

Watching the slow mo video of us jumping into the pool again. And still laughing.

Doing some gardening. It felt good to be back out there, pulling up weeds and cutting the lawn.

A day in the sun.

My brown tummy

Seeing shooting stars with Sarah

Slow mo videos, jumping into the water.

Laughing in the pool with Sarah

Dinner on the castle rooftop. Beautiful, delicious, drunk. Spoke French with the Spanish taxi driver. Laughed a lot. 

And the gecko in the pool.

Beautiful Ronda. Big bridges, great views and reading in parks.

Singing Taylor and Justin together as we drove back to the finca. Happy women vibes.

Ping pong spaff. 

Lying in the sun with my boobs out. 

Not getting burnt.

Getting completely lost in my book.

A day by the pool. This beautiful pool.

Jumping in photos.

Beers, cards, feminist chats.

Picking up Hannah – no more solo. And someone to tell my hilarious jokes and comments to.

Our beautiful finca for the week. It’s so gorgeous!

Going for a swim and then eating bread and cheese on the sunbeds. Bliss.

Misty fields early in the morning on the way to the airport. Which took me to…

Malaga! I spent the rest of the day wandering around the old town, listening to opera singers in the street, siesta-ing in my cutesie hostel, eating tapas and looking at Picasso’s. 

The nice waiters at the vegetarian restaurant. It feels way less hassley here than I expected.

Picked and ate my first home grown tomatoes. 🍅

Left work for a week’s holiday in sunny Spain! Byeeee emails!☀

Signed up for the lingerie making workshop. Can’t wait! 👙

Just casually buying a plum and a flat white and not freaking out about doing things on my own in a country that doesn’t speak my language.

Bruges. Beautiful, beautiful Bruges. Getting off the train as the rain left and the sun shone and wandering through the ridiculously picturesque streets.

Lunch in the sun followed by a waffle (to sober me up after the strong beer).

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.

Another MRF. Love recycling.

Watching Hunt For The Wildepeople on the sofa on a Tuesday

Booking a train to Brussels. Just like that. 

Voting. Twice. Shut up, one was a proxy. Labour, obviously.

Doing a headstand. Twice.

Booking flights to Spain for our holiday in August.

This card. Just tickled me.

Jonny’s shoehorn joke in Good Eggs. 

Photos from Primavera. Such a fun group! The video of me dancing on Jonny’s shoulders also made me lol. I miss being on that holiday already.

Breakfast in Barcelona, lunch in Paris and dinner in London. Which makes my looooong train journey home sound a lot more exotic.

The photo of tired Alec and the angry looking guy behind him getting on the plane. We all did pretty well considering we had so little sleep.

Watching RuPaul in bed with Jonny. Again. 

A day on the beach. Including actual swimming in the sea.

Primavera. Cool festival. 

Dancing and singing to The XX.

Oh and the incredible breakfast – avocado waffles and fruit. So delicious.

Brunch with Jonny at Blighty. Just to start the holiday off right.


Being here, drinking, gay bars, giggles and flirts. Deciding on our drag names. 

The view from the top of Ljubljana castle. Great castle too! Including the Museum of Puppetry.

Delicious brown pizza bread things.

Hannah trying to knock my bag over as we left the airport but knocking hers over instead. Sounds shit. Proper made me lol.