Laura Ashley bubble bath in my bath after a long, strenuous day. It smelled so good.
Whole milk.
I bought some wood. First steps.
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It felt like it was suddenly light late enough to walk home after work. So I did. And it was lovely.
Flights booked for our holiday to Chamonix. Hurrah!
Drinking a lot of milk. A LOT.
The milkman’s big bum (he joked about it).
Teasing my boss.
A woman that reminded me of my nan.
Adorable letter from a young girl to the Yosemite Park Ranger after she accidentally takes two sticks home.
Full fat milk in my tea. Oh god it’s so creamy.
Hearing a cyclist singing loudly as he pedaled past me.
Three little things 