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Making friends with Hannah. For the one day we’ll work together. But she’s lovely. We had a really nice, if a little chilly, lunch together.

Being offered another time for the second interview. It’s nice to be chased. And I think I might want it a bit more.

Feeling quietly accomplished today. I took in lunch – a healthy delicious one in. I worked hard. I made another proper dinner (using a whole variety of pans) and then set up an invoice and tax tracker. 

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Sitting in the garden, reading in the sun.

Potato and egg salad. Homemade.

The incredible thunder storm at night. I love a good storm!


Being all together as a family, having lunch in the garden for the last time.

Watching Ben laugh so hard retelling the new Dad’s Army film that he cried.

Coming back to Lauren. And my garden smells. Someone who can commiserate with me and a nice place to sit before the week starts again. 


A day off, spent quite quietly again, doing things that needed to get done. Taxes, cleaning, sorting. Sending photographs of my vulva to feminist artists to make body positive artwork. You know, the usual.

Impromptu lunch with Hannah at Abocado. It was nice to have a hug.

A beer and a fire. I always love a fire.


Spending the afternoon with W. And finally making it to Dotori.

A walk in the sun

Accidentally getting too drunk in Shoreditch with some of the Good Eggs. Sorry Wiseman. 


Lunch in the garden in the sun. Just like we always used to.

Going shopping for the Period Party. Dad rummaging in a basket of stamps to find a V stamp to use as entrance stamp. I love my dad.

A sunny walk around the river and going into the charity shop. Walking out with a sick new shirt. Thanks dad. 😘


Double lunch.

Jonny and Jo coming round to cheer me up.

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


Joining the GAP team for lunch.

Leaving work for Christmas. YAS! I love Christmas, I love walking through sunset-y London, I love going home and I love being on holiday from work. Weeeee! 

Being at home, going to a big supermarket with my parents, talking about recycling and FairTrade things. 


Boxercise. A genuine smile.

Sitting at my new desk. Writing a pretty good job application.

Lentils. Naan. Hearty. Delicious.


Lunch in the park with Claire

Love oranges. And the one that looked like a snail.

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