Brilliant Christmas Bake Off Good Eggs chats again. Bonas.
Walks with dad and finding the solar panels at the end of the village.
Driving around all the roads of my childhood as the sun set, singing loudly.
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Hampstead is beautiful. Like, REALLY beautiful.
My vagina pot is really coming along. It’s so much fun!
All the sausage chat at pottery.
Amazing (free) salmon for lunch.
“I can’t believe there’s a tiger here”
“The more you pull it, the harder it gets”
