Archives for posts with tag: James

A morning message from James asking how I am. That was really appreciated.

A short self love yoga with lots of massaging of shoulders and feet. Plus some freestyle yoga afterwards.

Animals.

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Scrotum car.

He said he really likes me. And he wants to see me.

The video for Corinne.

Have I Told You I’m Writing A Play About My Vagina.

The women coming up to talk to me afterwards.

The period box in the toilets. 😍

Lots of texts. Lots and lots of texts about good things.

A really bloody good breakfast. Vegan banana pancakes with chia seeds and peanut butter and fruit and flaxseed. And a Georgian cup of tea.

Another dungaree dress in the bag.

A long, very James, voice message from James about his dream.

P.s. leaving the party and coming home to dance around my living room by myself.

Lunch lying in the swaying grass.

Team Muji trip. Bought two pillowcases.

James date.

Making him come.

Lying on my bed with the dappled sun on the pillows, sort of napping whilst waiting to leave for the airport.

Weeeee we’re off to Georgia!

Last day at work before two weeks off! There’s nothing better than bragging about holidays.

“See. We’re made for each other.”

Drinks at Shep’s, food at Mildred’s and sex at mine.

I’m in Spanish Vogue.

My cousin walking in in her cycling shorts, going to get changed and coming back still in her cycling shorts.

He text. When I thought maybe he wouldn’t.

A banana bitmoji.

Active office work – lots of stairs, basements, moving and chatting.

Daydreaming and remembering last night.

Cumbersome womb crown. 😂

A comedy night with James. Russian songs, a giant calculator, wet food and daddy.

The rest of the night with James. Ridiculously good.

Signets swimming outside Decathlon

Book Smart

Kissing on the tube stairs. It’s what I would hate other people doing but it’s lovely when it’s happening to you

He became a bitmoji!

Leaving work early and going for a nap.

Dotori and a wine with Jo.

A happy turnip

Taking the packing peanuts to the school next door

Buying heaps of fabric. Again.

Third date. A boring talk, lots of kissing and a sleepover.

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.

A bath shower in the beautiful bathroom with the huge tub and the mirror wall.

A misty walk along the coast.

Church Cove. Sitting in the sheltered bit, watching the sea and the family playing. So peaceful.

Plus the incredible cream tea with the world’s best scone and the nicest possible owners in their adorable front room cafe.

And a little text from James, finally.

Cutesie texts from James that made me happier than it really should have.

The vulva workshop. Such a lovely small group with really great conversations and some good laughs.

The beautiful pink clouds and blue sky as I walked home.

A lunch with Lou. Chatting bisexuality and mental health. It feels really nice to have made a new friend. And to feel really justified in my feelings about bisexual dating.

Silly cardboard comedy in the basement of a pub.

A second date with James. I think I might quite like him.

Yoga in dungarees.

Reading in dungarees.

Having someone to do the little texts with again.

Cheering on Jonny at the Hackney Half. So glad I saw him.

A fun date with James. Lots of laughing.

Walking home with a beautiful sky and good music.

Stuart rang after I told him. That was nice.

James being very sweet when I canceled the date and enthusiastic about rearranging.

Vangie’s exit. Again.

Spending the afternoon outside in the sun for an anti idling event. Sunny sun sun sun.

Drinks with James. We shared a surprising amount. It was nice to see him.

PIZZA.

The view from the roof

The tips of the tree turning orange

James’s wedding photos


“Are you laughing at ‘otter’?” 

“Yes”

Knuffle with Jen.

Crashing my brother’s band practise. Sitting outside the shed he built, listening to him play, drinking a beer. What a perfect evening. 

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Looking up at the bright big moon just as a plane flew in front of it.
Emailing James.
Walking and talking on the bridge.