Archives for posts with tag: Jen

Watching the kids enjoy the Play Street

Jen’s leaving drinks. Plus Rose’s quiz.

Gusty.

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Meeting my neighbour on the street as Trump’s helicoptors circled round and round and us both swearing up at them and calling him a prick. Plus this news story.

Bag shopping at Cotswolds.

Dinner with Jen. Laughing so much I leaked period blood everywhere.

An email from a resident complaining about something and referencing Queen Victoria not believing in lesbians.

Going out in the van and replacing the monitors. It was nice to be out the office for a few hours.

Jen after work. But not for too long. She knows when to end an evening.

Colouring in for craft hour

Walking for an hour to meet Jen. Under a lovely dusk sky, smiling and focusing on the positive things

A night with Jen. Big Japanese curry and some beer.

The curly tree

The walk with Jen

The sky at sunset.

A nice coffee with an GWer, getting

excited about new ideas

Discovering that we’d already agreed to a second date

Seeing Jen and having cuddles

Jens typo

The guy in Holland and Barrett who also talking about cumming.

Mythic. The most bonkers musical I’ve ever.

A beautifully hot day. Really truly like summer is still here. So another lunchtime in the park.

Jen for dinner. But not for ages. I respect a friend that doesn’t stick around for hours.

And most importantly, my nephew is on the way! After pooing in the womb.

Indian pood.

Another games night with Jen. What we both needed really.

Cheesy beans and a poached egg on toast. Comfort food.

Bears Vs babies. In the hairy box.

MOUSE! REDCHAIR! Games night with Jen.

Watching a documentary with Libby and Adam at work. With biscuits.

Free croissant for breakfast. I forgot how tasty a really good croissant is. So flakey.

A walk with Jen up the old railway line after work.

Making another pair of pants. I can’t believe how quickly and easy it is!

Spending all my money at Neal’s Yard. Lovely lovely Neal’s Yard.

An evening with Jen in her sickeningly beautiful house.

First mooncup insertion. It’s only been 5 minutes but it’s going fine.

Working at the swish and hanging out with Jen. It was such an easy job. And nice to chat to people for a few hours whilst doing some sewing.

Seeing Matt in the evening. I like Matt.

Stuart reading MVO to me when we got home.

Waking up together at my house. I like being here. And the sex was really good.

Seeing Jen and going to the swish. It felt a bit weird to be back there but also kinda cool.

Ice hockey. No fights and we were terrible but it was still fun.


Ate lots of vegetables.

Had nice conversations with mum, Jen and Jo. Which pulled me out of my slump.

Having wonderful Naomi to explain my feelings to, and having her be so immediately understanding. 


Went for a little walk after Stuart left. Saw a cute squirrel. 

Stuart came back over with wine in the evening to celebrate/commiserate me getting a job that I don’t want. He’s so cute. It’s so nice to see him twice in one day.

Then Jen came round! She finally saw my house and met Stuart. It was a fun little evening with Christmas songs and wine and snacks and silly conversations. 

Volunteering for Bloody Good. Going and setting up their new extra storage unit. I didn’t really want to go out on the rain but it was really good and I’m so glad I did it.

Being interviewed by Jinan about my vulva t-shirts for their Christmas newsletter. After a day of doing lots of vagina and BOW work. It’s great to have this time to work on all this stuff.

The KBT Christmas party. Pizza, cheese, tequila and beer pong. Highlight was chucking around aaaalllll the balls. And my vulva present from Jen.


Remembering last night. Remembering I bought this Slow Jams CD from a homeless man whilst very drunk.

Finding jeans in a charity shop! (They later turned out to not actually fit amazingly well but still, it was an exciting moment)

Dinner at Jen’s. Delicious and feminist-y.


Another £150 for chatting to friendly Northern Irish people.

Meeting Fran.

Hanging out with Gusty and Jen. Just like old times.


My amazing charity shop haul. I got some great clothes for hardly any money at all! New trousers for £2 and a lovely man’s woollen jumper for £2 too. Yes please.

An evening with my boo, Jonny. I haven’t seen him for ages. So we went to Petek. Obvs. 

Jen gossip and a Britney-esque photo. What a plum.

Feeling stronger and better already. It’s working.

A quick wine and carbs with Jen. That was fun.

Sharing mental health issues with Leila. It was a nice break and it felt good to talk about. 


Walking down to Angel, through the autumn-y park. Autumn is so damn beautiful.

A day of doing my own thing. Mainly charity shop shopping. And walking. And thinking. And listening to Body of Human, discovered thanks to a woman on OKCupid. Sofie Hagen and Josie Long. What a lovely, positive treat.

Texting Jen in the evening. She’s a funny one. I like hearing about the office.


Coffee with Jen. She was nice to me and didn’t tell me off.

Going to the WOW campaign workshop. So lovely to meet more fabulous women. And be asked for help on a project by someone who was facilitating it! Such a buzz. 

Lottie’s party. Alec’s stories, seeing Ciaran, drunk Jonny, inflexible Doug and hanging out with Will. It was a really fun night!


My cross over bra under the green top. I love this look. I love it so much that I rewore a sweaty bra just so I could do it.

Rediscovering Ghost by Ella Henderson. Can’t stop singing it.

Texting Jen across the desk all day. It was fun to bond again. Even if it was through being a bit bitchy.


Jen’s personal highlight of the week: being official outside of work friends with me. FINALLY! She admits it!

Beer and cuddles with Jo after work. Short and sweet.

Deciding to not give up sugar. Fuck that shit. I’m not down with fad diets and denying yourself anything. There’s no such thing as good and bad food. 

NEW PUPPY IN THE OFFICE!

Hanging out with Jen. I have some good colleagues. 

Boxfit. Punched the fuck out of shit.


“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.