Dishoom breakfast.
Hannah sending me links to holiday homes for April.
Cocktails and a huge pizza in Newcastle.
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The puppy in the street that was excited to see me.
A delicious naan from the naan shop plus some Waitrose daal and a nice, normal chat with Matt.
An email from Jonny, being grateful for the packing list. Babe.
Boxercise. A genuine smile.
Sitting at my new desk. Writing a pretty good job application.
Lentils. Naan. Hearty. Delicious.
The naan
Finding sandpaper
Mike’s poo story. ‘So I had to dedicate most of the morning sorting out that situation’.
The little corner shop that sells organic amazingness. I can’t believe I haven’t been before.
Daal and naans with Becky and Lauren.
Nan suddenly getting better. Enough to call her carer a bitch. Not funny in itself but good to know she’s back.
This owl graffiti that looked like a damp patch.
The freshly cut grass on the walk to work.
85p naans. Exactly when I wanted cheap naan. Thank you universe.
Brushing our teeth together.
Dishoom. How has it taken me this long to get there? I loved everything about it. Even the toilets.
Spending some time with Hannah.
Three little things 