Croissants for breakfast. Memories of sitting together eating croissants from when I was a kid. And the way we eat them that no one else does.
TikTok.
Standing with dad at Botley station.
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The bed sheets are so soft at mum and dad’s.
Bumping into Tony and Jane at Sainsbury’s.
Thinking and hoping for this flat.
Taking my time getting to the train station and wandering around Oliver Bonas.
Chatting to mum and dad about the flat I’m looking at and getting excited about the idea that I might be able to buy it.
Tying the boob cushion under mums boob so she could get up and eat with us.
Mum’s operation went okay.
Confusing Dolly Alderton and Dolly Parton.
Managing to organise an extra page of vulvas into the booklet.
WFH in the morning. I.e. doing some washing and picking up more migraine medication.
Mum has the less aggressive cancer.
Some really great tiktoks and a cute video of a baby porcupine.
A walk with dad down into town.
A night of fixing, Sandi and Have I Got news For You.
Lying next to mum on the sofa.
Favourite Japanese incense ❤️
The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse.
Just a nice relaxed day with mum and dad. And lots of veggie food.
And spotting the woodpecker in the tree at the bottom of the garden.
A cup of tea in bed, delivered by Jo.
Dishoom breakfast. Plus lots of chai. And a free birthday pancakes!
Coming home to mum and dad.
A walk in bluebell wood. Sans bluebells, obvs. It was frosty and crunchy and beautiful.
Snow! It still makes me so excited to see the first snow.
Dancing and singing to Christmas songs.
Seeing zebras at Fred’s nursery.
Cuddles with him on the sofa.
Walking into the village and seeing a kingfisher, a heron and a water vole.
Frosty frosty.
Walking over Hungerford bridge and seeing the sun shine on St Paul’s.
Being with mum and dad in their new house, talking about family history.
Walking round Highgate cemetery with mum and dad.
Mint LQW big top show. The Sisters of Shejus were brilliant. Watching the lesbian royalty interact with each other was fascinating.
Having a nice day with mum and dad. I was worried it would be hard but it wasn’t.
The extra volunteer work day. The weather was GLORIOUS and everyone was lovely and it went so well!
Exploring PW with Louisa. And a little bit of moaning about Syd.
Texting mum throughout the Bake Off final.
Being with all the family at Fam Camp. Han was happy to be here, Fred played with all of us, the sun is out.
Sitting around a camp fire laughing with Soph, Holly and mum.
Being in the countryside, smelling fresh air, being in a field with sheep.
The beautiful blue sea.
The coastal walk.
Getting to know (and joke with) Andrea, Graham and Doreen. And feeling like an adult with them.
Going through the New Forest on the train. I love that place.
Adam singing new lyrics in the van.
Big hugs from mum and dad.
My train ticket to POO.
My laundry and cleaning bottles arrived from Smol!
A walk to new areas of the borough.
Soup, like how mum used to make it.
Our beautiful tree pits on the street.
Mum telling me that another boater called out to ask after my cyst as they passed by.
Reading in the sun after work in the park.
Seeing my family again.
Playing with Freddie and he giggles and smiles and trusts me.
Bum bum bum bum bum bum TUMMY!
Sean arrived!
My parents got to see Fred finally.
Went to the office and spoke to people and saw exciting police things.
Buying a fan and putting it together.
Seeing my mum in the dungarees I made for her.
A nap under the blanket, by the window, with the sunlight peaking through the leaves.
Sewing mum’s dungarees. As a distraction but also I’m so happy she wants a pair!
Sunbathing in the park. Not technically allowed yet but reading in the sun for an hour was bliss.
Han sent round two cakes to cheer me up.
The sunlight and the daisies.
Getting an appointment for my trans vaginal scan today. So speedy! And they could see the cyst. All 7cm of it.
Mum wants a pair of my dungarees, not just for fancy dress.
Looking at my nine growing tomatoes. And telling the Remainers about them.
My big pile of sewn vulvas. I’m getting there.
Mum sending me a photo of vegan coffee cakes. I feel a bit bad about not wanting to go this weekend after that. She loves seeing us and she loves feeding her family.
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.
Mum’s blood test results are back. It’s pretty much certain that she doesn’t have ovarian cancer!
I might be in WOW twice! Vulva workshops are being considered!
Actual period blood. Please let this be the end of the hormone mayhem.
A night with Sarah. Lumiere and chips in a gay pub.
Ate lots of vegetables.
Had nice conversations with mum, Jen and Jo. Which pulled me out of my slump.
Having wonderful Naomi to explain my feelings to, and having her be so immediately understanding.
Photos of me and mum wearing my vulva t-shirts.
A beautiful, sunny walk with them.
Telling them all about Body of Women. A big moment and it went well. And then mum gave me a big hug again before bed and told me how proud of me she is and she was sorry for being rubbish when it all happened. It feels good to have told them.
Going to the V&A with Jonny and looking at all the amazing ceramics. And seeing the new entrance. So beautiful and peaceful. Well done London.
Baking some cookies. It was nice to bake. It always reminds me of mum. Plus they were delicious.
Watching TV all evening with Jonny. Especially the final Educating Yorkshire with Musharaf overcoming his stammer. I cried.
A little four person pub quiz team. It was nice.
Delicious pub pizza.
Mum listening to my whole story and not interrupting.
Three little things 