Lunch at Romeo’s, reading and eating healthy things on my own. Plus a ginger oat cookie for the desk.
Jill Dando chat.
Jonathan desperate to tell me about Claudia.
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Throwing orange at Jonathan for him to catch, spectacularly, in his mouth.
Waking up to discover I’ve sold out of all the vulvas.
Bloody Shame. The drink, not the period blood Liv had left there the week previously.
Three little things 