Archives for posts with tag: Jonny


First day at my new freelancing job. Making time capsules with recycling materials. FUN! Basically being paid to chat to kids, cut up paper and occasionally pick up bits of cardboard.

Probably got paid more today than I’ve ever been paid in one day before.

Jonny’s giant sharpie penis.

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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.

D
ay one of the Influencing Change course. It was so exciting to feel excited about it all again. And to distill my ideas down into something more focused.

Talking to Joy about the project. And all the other people that came up to me to talk about vaginas. It was a subject that so many people wanted to talk about. It was a real boost. 

Beers with Jonny, making me see the good in the day again. 


Yak and Yeti takeaway and RuPaul in bed.

All the foxes on the way home. One was like ‘yeah, and what’. So ballsy. 

Perving on hot men trying on great suits in M&S


Going to the V&A with Jonny and looking at all the amazing ceramics. And seeing the new entrance. So beautiful and peaceful. Well done London.

Baking some cookies. It was nice to bake. It always reminds me of mum. Plus they were delicious.

Watching TV all evening with Jonny. Especially the final Educating Yorkshire with Musharaf overcoming his stammer. I cried. 


Spending the day with Naomi, chatting about all things feminist, life and work.

The Rachael Whiteread exhibition at Tate Britain. And talking it through with Naomi as we walked round. I never do that.

A few hours with Jonny in the evening but not drinking. Then going to bed at 10.


A moment of normality walking with Jonny to Jo’s new flat.

Rewatching Grace and Frankie.

Checking out the farmers market. It was a bit crap but it was nice to go to. 


Getting an apology and getting my TOIL.

Beers and pizza with Jonny.

An evening slightly drunk shower. Warm soft feet and sweet smelling skin in bed afterwards.


Not caring at work. This is probably going to be an unproductive four weeks…

Smiling all the way to Soho.

Sweaty ping pong, dancing and racing with Jonny.


The beautiful Weir Gardens. The river, the wooden play park, the drying onions, the walled garden.

Dinner and half pints with Jonny. Even though he made me nearly cry.
Coming home and sitting by the fire in the garden with my housemates. And then playing Rag on the Wire. Excellent new game.