Walking slowly, taking in the new routes from my extra tubes and enjoying being outside.Talking to Kevin about mental health and Ludfa about politics over lunch. It wasn’t what I wanted to do but it was actually really nice.A slow start to the day, getting up later and doing a Yoga with Adriene before work. That was really lovely.
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Sitting in the park at lunch, reading in the sun with a breast feeding woman next to me.
Feeling like I’m pushing for something at work. It was a long old day but it was good.
Walking back from the pool after work, through the park in the evening sunlight. I’m glad I went.
An email from a resident complaining about something and referencing Queen Victoria not believing in lesbians.
Going out in the van and replacing the monitors. It was nice to be out the office for a few hours.
Jen after work. But not for too long. She knows when to end an evening.
Walking in the woodsLols with some of the eggsFleabag. When she drops the award. When she stands up in the Quaker meeting.
Being out in the sun and along the towpath for much of the morning.
Sitting on a bench in the sunshine reading at lunchtime
Coming home earlier to beautiful light on the wall and some yoga
Walking through the park and over the grass at lunchtime. It felt so wonderful to be on grass with the sun shining. I felt so connected to nature.
The beautiful delicate flowers that have popped up. One was picked so I carried it around for a while.
My brother. My loving, wonderful, brilliant brother.
The Female Persuasion. I read over half the book today and finished it. So good.
Cross legged Freddie in the bath.
An almost sunny day when it was supposed to rain a lot. I got to be outside, listening to new music. And discovering an song that I really needed: My Name Isn’t
Vegan filled pasta from Waitrose. Actually all the things in Waitrose. I might start shopping there.
New headphones.
Being out the office a lot. NOx-ing, looking at lampposts and going to the other office.
My cousin’s hilarious dating chat.
Doing yoga, watching the snow fall outside.
Being outside and walking lots today.
A morning out the office putting up signs and pollution monitors.
Second date. Lots of poo stories. Ideal.
Kissing. And being sober enough to remember the kissing.
(Beautiful illustration by Emilie Beckher)
Going out in the glorious sun to measure pollution levels in adventure playgrounds. Which obviously included going on a zipwire and climbing up some huge wooden climbing frames.
More park sunbathing at lunchtime. Will this ever not make me happy?
Sacking off my evening plans and coming home to wash and wax and sit in my PJs on my own. Total bliss. Plus a background of Liam Gallagher live.
A day on the boat with my parents. So so lovely to be cruising along on the countryside.
Stuart chatting more to them both. It was so much better this time.
Feeling mega close to Stuart, for a second day in a row.
Another lunchtime lying in the park
A night at home, on my own, just pottering. Finally!
Everything coming together for Thursday – signs arriving, bike tags out, posters up. I’m almost there.
The smell of lavender as I lay in the park at lunchtime.
Getting a phonecall from a school saying that he had a lot of posters for my competition. Thank god!
Very good oral sex
I’m going to be in a documentary. And I helped them find the perfect old woman for it too.
Walking through the park after doing my tubes. It would have been lovely to stay there for a while. And I like the old gardeners in the mini park next to the park too.
California by Grimes.
Lying in the park at lunch time.
Cooking lots of veg and making meals. I feel very organised.
Painting the yellow bits on the chairs.
Mostly being out the office today. Which was great considering I was so tired and could not have spent the day infront of my screen.
My boss telling me how great I am. Always nice to hear.
The end of Wild Wild Country. So good. So confusing.
Being outside in the sun, setting up for an event and generally not doing all that much.
Lunch in the park, under the blossom.
Coming home after lunch to sleep. And eat a pea risotto.
Lunch in the park, reading a great book.
The cardboard VR headset game about pollution. I liked watching Libby turn around and around in her seat.
A night on my own, at my house. Tax return (hello £900 rebate!), replying to emails, picking up pills, making reusable face pads, salads ready for lunch and a face mask. It felt so so good to just get things done and be at home.
Walking around in the sun, changing pollution tubes. And walking past our new road, the vaginal canal.
Talking to Adam about NYC. He looked so excited and he’s not even going.
Going to the pub with Jonny after work. “I get a boner every time I think about those shelves.”
Bill Bryson, Notes From A Small Island. He’s funny.
A bit of walking in the brief sun, whilst changing NOx tubes.
Lube whilst masterbating. What a luxury.
Going for a walk in the sunshine to think at work. So nice to be outside.
Getting nice emails back from florists that want to help us.
Dinner with Stuart at the dark pub. After Matt helped me with printing panics.
BOW website is live! It’s happening.
Two nice meetings. One drinking coffee and walking around the park, mainly just getting to know each other. And one with two cool architects designing a fun project I want to do.
Dinner with Jana. In a beautiful Japanese restaurant.
More walking. This time on my own and in the sun.
A fun evening at the pub with Stuart. Lots of laughing and playfighting and children’s activities.
Really amazing oral sex.
Being out and about rather than in the office. Especially when it stopped raining.
New insoles. It’s like walking on jelly! It’s so comfy.
Petek with Jonny. Free dessert again. They love us. And new flat chat.
Kicking through the bright yellow leaves on the pavement.
The whole wood working day. The bright blue sky, being outside, the fire, making a bowl, the feminist chat at lunchtime, the end result. It was brilliant.
Smelling like wood smoke
The bubbles from the washing up bottle.
Doing some gardening in the warm morning.
Grants Museum of Zoology. Lots of jars of dead things and bones. Not my usual bag but it was fun. Especially this little blown up fish fella.
(Not drinking at either of the two parties which made things a little better. Or at least not as terrible as I thought they would be)
A walk in the woods. With the sun shining and on the look out for deer.
Waitrose bread and Président butter for an in car picnic lunch before the train back to London.
Hot cross buns.
A walk through the little park, to get out the house.
Flirting with Brian.
The house party! Dancing with Alec. Howling into the wind. The fire. Laughing with Lauren.
Going to the White Cube. That place is so damn shiny and reflective. I love it. Also the room with all the semi reflective glass rooms – so good!
Going for a walk through the little park and sitting by the pond for a while, watching the slow tadpole prosession. I felt like I couldn’t get enough of smells of the plants into my lungs. And there was a nice man who stopped too see if I was okay.
Coming back and doing some gardening. To think I almost stayed in bed. It turned out to be a really lovely afternoon.
Oh and then Matt and I watched a brilliant volcano documentary with a hilarious voiceover. Plus ice cream.
