Archives for posts with tag: Liv

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.

Photos of Han’s Nana from the list. An awesome sheet of loads of poses.

Chatting to Liv. She’s going to help me with vulva stuff.

Letting myself just go home and sleep and not feeling bad about not doing anything.

Ming sending me this, the Sheela Na Gig.

Making it to Liv’s branding workshop for WEN. I felt useful. And I didn’t feel intimidated by Katee. Quite the opposite in fact.

The smell of cigarette smoke taking me back to holidays in France with my parents, falling in love with gay men and smoking in the toilets.

Getting excited about the book with Liv.

Telling her the fox story and seeing her laugh.

Going for a little walk at lunchtime and spotting the squirrel on the tree, looking at me. (Not this squirrel but this is also very joyful).


A headless flasher on the way to work.

A fun day at the office. Fun conversations, everyone was happy, I was working on things that I knew about. It was good.

Dinner with Liv. A possible plan for the campsite.