A soya mocha. Wanky and delicious. And exactly what I wanted.
A big curry with everyone. And Ciaran. He makes me laugh.
A text from dad, asking me to dinner.
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Lying in the sun on the edge of lake Wanaka, relaxing after the days of walks.
Swimming in lake Wanaka.
The lovely mocha. Great coffee, lots of chocolate.
An afternoon mocha. Even if I did feel a little bit too jittery and sick afterwards.
Counting up how much money I’ve earned this month by doing a job I hate
We had a lovely man called Peter in with us at work today. He made me laugh. And he diluted the annoying boy in the office. He can come back anytime.
Sitting on the floor in the Southbank Centre, chatting to my boyfriend
A long awaited mocha to sooth my hangover
Watching my boyfriend flop around and twitch as he slept on the tube
Image: The Ritz-Carlton
Three little things 
