Archives for posts with tag: home

The St Thomas bed is replanted. It was hectic but its done and the plants look beautiful.

The sky.

Leaving the food bank early.

The air in Hampshire. It smelt like home.

The amazing sunset on the train back in.

Sitting in the sun talking to Jo.

Louisa making it easier for me to go home.

Some laughs with the London Eggs.

Going to see the queue of people waiting to see the coffin. Or at least trying to see the queue of people.

Cleaning the work kitchen and starting to chuck things away out the back.

Sewing some more coasters.

Hanging my dried flowers on the wall.

The big courgette from the Spanish woman.

Doing crafts with kids and making butterflies on sticks.

Coming home rather than going on a date. Watching tiktoks in my pants and washing my dresses.

The moon is slow low and bright and beautiful.

Home!

Vegetables.

Cold mint tea.

Spending the afternoon sewing and listening to podcasts.

Finally putting up some artwork that’s been hidden away for ages and properly cleaning and tidying the flat. It looks so nice.

Three orgasms before breakfast.

The butterfly walk and seeing people so excited by spotting them.

Listening to A British Scandal.

Seeing my living room tidy and hoovered.

Getting home.

Having a nap.

Ice cream for my throat.

Meeting Quynh. I really like her.

My own bed.

Accidental photo of my bum.

The dog riding the suitcase.

Soaking my feet in hot water.

Home.

Seeing three deer in the woods.

Monty Dog.

Home sweet home!

Showing off my new flat to Jo. It was lovely to be so proud of it.

Watching the video of Noah trying food for the first time.

Listening to a surprise Ollie Murrs song on the way into work. It put me in a much better mood.

Plus a successful insta post, after a long silence.

Today I moved into my best first solo home and I’m SO HAPPY. I get to decorate how I want, cook when I want, shower when I want and I can walk around naked. And I can see so many clouds from my window!

It has a cool shower head.

Got myself a clothes dryer from Tesco, thanks to Tash.

The second train – so much leg room and quiet and less stinky.

Getting home.

Going to Hackney to have sex with Bobby

Eating lunch in the sun with a squirrel and two mating damselflies.

Pollen pockets on a bee.

Coming home at lunch and napping.

Fred planting fully grown carrots because the growing ones were too small to pick yet.

Having a cuddle with Noah in the office, chatting about rude things with Jo.

Seeing a flat I like on the next street over and putting in an offer!

A beautiful lake.

Discovering my delayed train meant I met another delayed train that got me into London on time.

Getting home before Jonny and having a shower and sorting out my shit.

Back in my little park near my house.

35 minute yoga video.

Being complimented by my writing skills by the other MHAs.

Feeling like I’m actually teaching the young women important things at the Cambridge Period Party.

When it stopped raining and I saw the pretty Cambridge bridges.

Home, to toast and pottery and comfy trousers.

Getting home.

Watching AJ and the Queen with Jonny. It’s truly awful but also…no it’s just awful.

He wasn’t in when I got home but the blinds were up and the bathroom had been cleaned. And then he came home and it was lovely to see him.

Putting up my new screen print in my bedroom.

Going for a walk around the park in the sun, wearing my dungarees and dad’s shirt. I leaned on my favourite tree, walked in the mud and climbed over the fallen tree.

Reading and napping on the sofa.

Getting home to a pretty quiet London and a very quiet house, where I read my book for a few hours.

Going to see Frozen 2 on my own.

Making vegan cupcakes and eating a lot of uncooked batter.

Coming home to London at the golden hour.

Seeing all our loo rolls, stacked around the house.

Having a shower in mum and dad’s lovely shower.

People liking my vulva decoration. I think I’m going to make some and try and sell them.

Pasta in soup.

A cup of green tea in my cosy living room before an early night.

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.

Walking round the Old Town, taking photos of the beautiful, crumbling buildings.

A sexy moment in MoMa

Carrefour. I love a foreign supermarket.

Home home home.

Texting James.

Naked yoga. And the relaxation at the end.

Unpacking, changing my bed, doing some washing and just being back at home after a long week away.

Seeing our new pot up on the shelf. Such a happy little fella.

Eating cake. Two cakes.

OkCupid messages.

Walking around Pisa on my own

The Pisa tower fail photo

Getting home and unpacking and washing