Archives for posts with tag: Jo


Texts from Jonny. Being his drag mum. Wanting to be his soul sister. 

Breaking the surface at work in the afternoon and smiling and joking. It felt such a relief to feel almost normal again.

Meeting Jo after work for a hug and a fresh mint tea. It was nice to be out of my head and thinking about someone else for a while.

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Even more sunflowers poppingโ€‹ up.

Coffee in the sun with Jo. I needed hugs and sympathy after last night.

Walking around Gillespie Park. The bit I haven’t been to before. Flowers and bees and beautiful things. ๐Ÿ๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒป


This funny tweet.

Walking around London with Jo. Plus a new Laos restaurant (with incredible rice) and a gallery.

The blue of the sky as I walked home, with the clouds super illuminated. There must have been a full moon.

MRF. Geeking out on recycling.

A woman on Instagram telling me she has decided to do menstruation related art work because of my vagina Instagram account. All the feels.

Jo. For phoning. For her Facebook stats. 


I got my hair cut. FINALLY. And Maria was funny, if a little lax in some respects. I left hairy but beautiful.

Spending time with Jo. It was really lovely to chat to her.

Singing ‘Nothing compares to you’ with Jo and Hannah.


Double lunch.

Jonny and Jo coming round to cheer me up.

Going out for dinner at Salvation in Noodles. Delicious and so close.


International Women’s Day. Proud, uplifted and inspired. Every year. Plus my colleague bought in green, purple and white snacks to celebrate. I loved the appropriateness of the jammy dodgers.

The perfect pubes on this embroidered vulva.

Watching 20th Century Women. The perfect IWD date with Jo.


Run run run run

Sitting in the sun at the little Surrey train station, waiting for my train.

Dinner and sofa chats with Jo.

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Vagina lino printing
Casual Angel wanderings with Jo
All the avocado at brunch. You never get so much avocado.

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Brunch babes at Beagle. And mine was free!
Actually making lunch for tomorrow. And breakfast. Basically I organised the shit out of my Monday meals.
Iced coffee, custard tart and chatting to Jo in the sun. A unplanned and lovely Sunday afternoon.