Not being at work when everyone else is at work.
Driving a nice car in Italy on quiet roads. And listening to ‘That’s Amore’ as our first car song.
The beautiful villa. The pool. The hot tub. The views.
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Alec changing into his driving shoes before setting off in the fanciest hire car I’ve ever driven.
The beautiful treehouse on the lake on the alpaca farm for Corinne’s surprise birthday.
Kayaking in the dark, sex pond in the rain and shooting stars.
Walking round Wilkinson’s, getting excited by glittery toilet seats, fake stone foxes and soft towels.
Chucking away a carful of stuff.
Spending the evening in the hot tub, with wine and then sitting by the fire. On my own and loving it.
The misty walk through the beautiful New Forest. Just being back there makes me feel calm and grounded.
A three hour lunch at The Pig. So delicious. So beautiful. So fun. All the food and all the giggles with the Fems.
Wild ponies in the misty moors.
Double hot tub with prosecco. Second time around was naked hot tub.
The pub with some home friends.
Walking home through the misty, pitch black back roads.
A hot chocolate before bed.
Oh, what a lovely lovely day.
Two hot tub dips
Got me a job. A well paid one too. Japan here I come.
Penguins in high heels. On QI.
Slept in until 12. Oh, sweet sweet sleep.
Going in the hot tub, in the sunny garden with the birds tweeting. And the beautiful smelling air. Then having breakfast at lunch time at the bottom.of the garden.
Dinner at Ben and Hannah’s. Lolz and the amazing shed. I love going to see them.
Sitting in the hot tub this morning, watching the birds as the sun came out.
Going for a quick walk in the beautiful weather. The sky was clear, the sun felt warm and everything seemed just lovely.
Putting mascara on again. Hi lashes.
An evening hot tub with the coloured lights, the plant shadows and the lantern that dad lit for us.
Finding my leather bag.
‘Actual cannibal Shia LeBeouf’
The clouds. Driving through them and watching them drift up and down the mountains.
Being back in Wanaka.
Warming up in the hot tub.
Coming home for Christmas.
Going to a big supermarket. I never go anymore and I get so excited.
Sitting in the hot tub at night, in the rain.
Three little things 