Archives for posts with tag: memory


Delicious terriakyi salmon at my local Japanese.

Beers and old school music at the quiet but lovely pub next door. With Jonny. My favourite person.

Hand soap that reminds me so much of a certain campsite in France from when I was younger. 

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Getting some help at work and feeling a bit more in control.

Leaving before rush hour. And coming home to read magazines on the sofa and do a bit of yoga.

Listening to LCD Soundsystem and remembering Holly and Al’s wedding.

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A cool cloud that reminded me of dad.
First mince pie.
The smell of my deodorant, reminding me of holidays in Germany.

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Mid winter Christmas, take two.
The smell of slightly burning pans which reminded me of camping with my family.
Sitting in the sunlight on the sofa reading a magazine about feminism.

park blue skies autumn

The bright blue sky, the green grass and the colourful trees

Fresh bread and the smell of it which took me back to camping in the summer

Unexpectedly getting a free book through the post from a friend