Archives for posts with tag: memories


A sad day but reminiscing about funny Nan stories.

No Such Thing As A Fish on the train home. It was just such a funny episode. Shoelaces, brown diamonds and international listeners.

Watching Bake Off in the lounge with Bivan. Rather than sitting alone in my room all night. That was a blessing in disguise.

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Dinner with Helen. Reminiscing, laughing and reliving.

Liking my hair. My face. Feeling good.

Getting a text from him. First. 

Also, this wooden plant pot at work.


A lovely walk in Epping Forest with Jonny

Remembering the Malteasers incidence in NZ outside the place with all the mosaics.

New (to me) stretchy trousers. *SO* STRETCHY AND COMFY.


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. 😘


Visiting the mosque next to my house for Neighbourhood Day. I’ve never been inside a mosque before but I’ve wanted to. It was so welcoming and so busy. And Jeremy Corbyn was there giving a lovely speech about community and mix of cultures in this area. It was a great event, I’m so glad I went. I even squeezed in a feminist chat.

The cute photo of me as a child, feeding a chicken.

Crocheting and colouring in whilst watching The Cider House Rules. 

A day with the cousins.

The walk through the woods to the pub.

Discovering some facts about my childhood that I hadn’t realised. Like the fact that the reason we came back to the same house was because we owned it. Makes sense.


Brilliant Christmas Bake Off Good Eggs chats again. Bonas. 

Walks with dad and finding the solar panels at the end of the village.

Driving around all the roads of my childhood as the sun set, singing loudly. 


The smell of men’s shower gel bringing back memories of summer holidays in France.

Pub quiz. Drinks, lols, bullying Liam. 

The 90s playlist questions. All brilliant. All gay. 


The photos from last night. So many lols. Such a fun evening.

Being back home in the countryside with my parents

‘Always!’

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Remembering the dancing from last night.
Driving. To Wales.
Our beautiful hostel. In Wales. In an old church with a fire and a hot tub and stained glass windows.