Going to visit Fiona at Camley Street – it’s such a beautiful site!
Hot water bottle, blanket, Attenborough and an almost snooze on the sofa.
Fart graffiti.
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Finishing work early and watching MAFS on the sofa with a hot water bottle.
Putting my big girl pants on and talking to Louisa about Syd’s time keeping and to Han about sleeping on the sofa.
Going for a walk around the local park, but for work. And with lovely John.
Leaving the house at 8.30pm for a walk and spotting this snail.
Getting the Wuka hot water bottle.
The Shaggy/shanty song from Doug.
Jonny filling the kettle for my nightly hot water bottle.
Honour the ballsack.
Kissing under the umbrella.
Finding the perfect cosy fluffy material to make my hot water bottle cover. And then making it. Very quickly.
Changing my bed and tidying my room. It made me feel a lot calmer.
Going out whilst the sun was shining.
Remembering that someone bought four tickets to my event last night.
A cosy day under blankets, next to the radiator and snuggles into a hot water bottle. Migraines suck but it’s nice to be forced into relaxing sometimes.
A whole grapefruit.
The huge vegan doughnut.
The beautiful bright blue sky.
Watching Little Women on my own, in a fancy chair with a hot water bottle and cosy clothes on.
Reading the Vagina Bible and discovering my new favourite muscle. Bulbospongiosus.
Taking the late afternoon off to come home and lie down.
Green tea and a hot water bottle and heating and comfy trousers. And Bake Off and Grand Designs.
Lols with Alec and Doug and some other eggs at the pub. Ice cream man, cream pie and vulva casting.
Chips.
Getting into bed with a hot water bottle after walking home in the rain.
Going for lunch on my own at Romeo’s. Reading in the dark corner.
GIS-ing like a pro.
A night on the sofa, in my comfies, all the candles lit, Christmas lights on, hot water bottle and The Santa Clause. Exactly what I wanted.
Three little things 