Hot cross buns.
Task Master.
Nut roast. And Selling Sunset.
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I made a boob pot. And I added my freckles and moles.
Walking past the beautiful homes in Hornsey, as the sun shone.
Baking and cooking. A nut loaf and some biscuits. It’s nice to have a Sunday afternoon alone in the flat and to finally feel like I’m cooking someone good again.
A long walk in the woods
Jigsaw puzzling all together. It was so lovely just being together and being silly.
Nut roast leftovers.
A day at home. Meaning I could write my period pub quiz.
A first date with Tom. I like him. I don’t think it’s reciprocated but still, I had a really nice evening and that’s what matters.
That delicious nut roast. I can’t get enough of it.
My breakfast. A smashed egg on sourdough.
A nut roast, cooked by my housemates.
Minions.
Three little things 