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My bra adventures in M&S. Accidentally giving one nipple a paper cut, squeezing a spot on the other, sitting with my boobs hanging out and then trying to give my unwanted bras to a male customer, NOT an employee.

The man who farted at me as he looked over his shoulder.

Going back to Tina’s yoga class. So happy she’s changed it up a bit.

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Drinking coffee and listening to music with Adam and generally not getting much done.

Playing Would You Rather on the train.

Some funny M&S packaging


I smelt that M&S Christmas potpourri smell. God I love that smell.

Walking to and from work with a big smile on my face because it’s just such a lovely job.

Jonny’s vulva. And an evening of genitalia lino printing. 

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M&S custard
Corinne
A bed for the night. Thank god.

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A free watermelon
The flock of pigeons taking flight in the park at lunchtime.
£2 lunch. From M&S no less.