Cutesie Japanese restaurant.
Huge lols with Rosie – blow job mouths, slug babies and embarrassing edamame moments.
Vaping. And three drinks. That’s quite a change for me!
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I keep writing turd not turf. And it makes me laugh. A lot.
A woman made a play that mentions me. So I went to go see it. And it was good!
Garlic shots, churrus and drinks with Jana and Charlie.
Bubbles from the washing up liquid
Dancing at Rowen’s
Hearing him say he loves me
Painted the old chairs white in the garden.
A night out in Haggerston for Holly’s birthday and then Shoreditch. Accidentally got very drunk.
Good sex.
A night out with Jo and Jonny.
Bumping into my favourite cousin on said night out.
DELICIOUS food. Momos, thali, the whole lot. So good.
I went to the gym for the first time in forever. I went an hour before it opened by accident so it was completely empty.
A couple of the photos at the Sony World Photography Exhibition.
A night out in Brixton with the London Eggs.
New brunch place. Delicious and cheap Turkish breakfast.
Gardening. Cut the grass, did some weeding, moved a few plants around. I like that the garden is my little area. I feel proud of it.
Seeing Crispin and dancing to Hot Dub Time Machine. I especially loved the glitter canons, balloons and confetti!
Free haircut. With the possibility of more free haircuts.
That stupid photo of Alec being excited by his present. It made me lol twice on the walk to the pub.
Alec’s birthday drinks. I chatted to lots of people which I don’t normally do, there was a dog and I got three hugs! Plus I walked there through sunny sunny London.
Feminist art and tea with my cousin
Christmas food at Lidl.
Ed’s birthday. With his mum there until 3am, helping Oh Annie Oh play Drake on the decks. What a babe.
Having everybody out for Hannah’s leaving party. Lovely friends.
Hanging out with W.
Trolley antics.
Bunters. Big night out in Truro.
Lemon caaaaake!
Climbing up the windiest cliff and looking out into the sea.
Some filthy chats with Jonny Alec and Ciaran.
Secret sharing with Jonny on the way home…via another pub.
Chicken Cottage. On the tube. All over my fingers. I wasn’t even embarrassed.
‘This is, Bushey’
A lovely walk in Hertfordshire, with the beginnings of green.
A night of beautiful singing (Hide & Seek was amazing), all fantastically organised by a great friend. Followed by fun drinks in a fun bar with a fun woman.
Spending some time with Jim alone.
My school friends, live music and beer.
The lemon iced tea that got me through the morning.
The view from Frank’s Cafe in Peckham.
Attack of the giggles when we ordered dinner.
Loud Nicki in the Uber on the way home.
A night out with his Scottish boys. So much fun.
All the free food we got. Including the two amazing tiramisus.
An afternoon bonding with the women of the family.
The beautifully coloured sunset.
The sun shining through the crack in the backdoor at work.
Going out for dinner and drinks at two places we’ve never been before. Shabby chic and Spanish warmth.
Something I wrote at work for a big American website went down really well. Here and there.
Setting up the surprise advent calendar for my boyfriend. Each day has a treasure hunt clue leading to a chocolate. Because I know how much he loves treasure hunts.
A lovely, pleasantly drunken night out with everyone we used to live with, celebrating a friends birthday.
Coming home and giving mum a huge huge hug.
Spending the day with mum wandering around the village, chatting, looking in vintage shops and drinking tea.
Going out dancing with the girls for the first time in months and months – wine, heels, pop music and lots of shrieking.
Three little things 