Archives for posts with tag: morning

Got my first Too Good To Go. Hello delicious rye bread.

Loling with Alec about porn and his directors name.

Getting up early to meet Matt and doing yoga in the sun before breakfast.

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The sunshine in the morning, looking up at it from my bed.

Coffee and courgette cake with Jo, making light of it.

Going to see her new flat and eating biscuits and tea and beer and watching TV.

Walking to work through the park in the morning sun. It cheered me up more than I thought it would.

Mum is fine! Thank god.

Watching a film by myself in the living room. Plus a couple of chocolate biscuits.

A nice morning, waking up next to him. Getting compliments. And kisses.

CHRISTMAS TREE!! Me and Matt went to buy one from the park and then decorated it with Christmas songs blaring. I bloody love Christmas so much.

Making the effort to go to Dom’s birthday. It was really lovely to see him. And I got to talk to more people about vulvas. #win

Waking up with him. Making dumb jokes about baby Sophie. Remembering what he said about my eyes. 

Making jokes with the pharmacy ladies.

A night in with Matt and Bivan, watching two films, eating two pizzas and discussing the queuing systems at the local shops. (Shit photo, great night)


Seeing the early morning sky, with the sun peaking up, orangey-yellow, through the clouds.

Getting asked on a date.

Standing by the tube intersection door and getting the breeze all up in my hair. I love that feeling.

(I don’t have any photos that fit this. But I was sad that I didn’t use this fish photo the other day. So I’m putting it in. It’s my blog anyway and I can do what I want)


Beautiful morning sky

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News that Corinne walked into a glass door and perfectly imprinted her face onto it.


Conkers, drying in the sun.

Morning sun in the park.

Morning yoga.

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The beautiful cold and misty morning walk over Waterloo bridge. And sharing that moment with a stranger.
The way the light came through the windows at work.
Playing with the litter pickers.

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When the bus comes over Waterloo Bridge in the morning and the sun shines right in. I still love the view down the river to Big Ben, the London Eye and Southbank.
“I’m just putting it out there”
The sound bath. Exactly what I needed.

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Standing out on the balcony at night, looking out over London, still boiling hot and chatting to Jonny.
Riding in the milk float. Bumpy but fun.
Being up early and seeing the market coming to life. Plus I got to walk to work in the shady coolness.

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Getting up before everyone else and sitting in the sun meditating and reading.
Driving into Wellington on SH2 and seeing the beautiful city glimmering in the sunlight, just like it did nearly a whole year ago when we arrived.
The whole flat together, eating and laughing and laughing so much that eating is difficult.

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We slept with the door open last night. I woke up to the fresh air, the morning sun, that morning smell and a few gentle outdoor sounds. I felt like I was on holiday.

I finished writing all the blogs I had to do for a company I work for that I just can’t stand. All done. No more. Goodbye.

A boiled egg for dinner (part two. I was hungrier than I thought). I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I bloody love eggs.

Image: Jason Lowe