Archives for posts with tag: Jo

A night out with Jo and Jonny.

Bumping into my favourite cousin on said night out.

DELICIOUS food. Momos, thali, the whole lot. So good.

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Discovering more about cervices. I can’t believe I’ve never seen a cervix before.

Moaning to mum. And Becky. And Jo. And laughing about it. And getting out of the grump.

Hana with Jo. New discovery: tempura icecream. HEAVEN.

Clean clean shower. Actually properly clean.

I Got Life. Making me feel better about the no kids decision again.

Cuddling up on the sofa with Jo and Jonny. With Jonny looking like E.T.

A super productive morning. Thanks sunshine and period!

Anal sex and pegging chat with Jo over a hot chocolate.

A film and a beer with Alec. Love that guy.

A proper cake sale with 50p cakes.

Laughing on the phone with Stuart. It reminded me that we do have fun. Maybe it’s not as bad as I’ve been thinking.

Pizza and beer at Jo’s, plus Jonny. That cheered me up.

Got some stationary sorted today. By which I mean I nicked a few things from the stationery cupboard. I love a sharp pencil.

Lots of moving around today. I felt like I walked up and down the stairs a lot.

Cosy chats with tea and chocolate and Jo after work.


Making this print of my favourite quote. I’m going to get it printed and framed when I have money.

The excitement of going to see a flat. Even if it didn’t turn out as we’d hoped.

An evening of chats, biscuits, embroidery and Sarah Millican with Jo.


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. 


Discovered a local department store. The jeans still weren’t right but I ordered what I need. It felt good to explore a bit, even after being here for two years.

A couple of the pieces at the National Portrait Gallery. The moving portraits by Julian Opie were cool. Physically moving I mean, not emotionally.

Jo came round with my P45 and cuddles after work. Really nice to have a mini catch up for about 45 minutes.

Listening to Touch by Little Mix on the train. It puts me in such a good mood!

Reunited with Han, Jonny and Jo!

The beautiful little cottage for my birthday. Within 10 minutes of being inside, the fire was going, the PJ’s were on, the snacks were open and the beers were started. It was perfect!


Baked some cakes! To apologise to Stuart for ruining his birthday yesterday. 😬

Teaching Jo how to embroider.

Watching Stuart play Assassin’s Creed after he helped me go through the job description. 


Aside from the worst hangover ever, it was nice to spend some time with Stuart without needing to get up and leave really early.

The pizza that Jo bought round for me. So needed.

Watching Miracle on 34th Street with a hungover Matt, mainly napping.


Writing a press release. And sending it out to famous people and publications. Exciting scary.

Going to see Sofie Hagen with Jo. Even the awkward bit at the end where I told her about my vulva t-shirts. 

A phone call because he didn’t have time to text today. And a ‘cant wait to see you’. It made my tummy flip and put a big smile on my face. 


Waking up next to him and the stupid morning conversations that you have.

Chicken and bacon.

An afternoon/evening with Jo and Jonny in various combinations and with various drinks. The walk with Jonny, the sexual awakening talk with Jo. The pub with the two of them. The generosity of my friends. Today has been a really lovely day.


A local coffee with Jo. That turned into lunch too.

An afternoon of Tate pottery and too much cake with Sarah. Where she talked total sense and made me realise a few things. I don’t need to trivialise my sadness. 

An evening with the housemates. Minus the rubbish one. Matt cooked us a roast. And it was just nice.


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.


Even more sunflowers popping​ 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. 🐝🌺🌼🌷🌻


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.