Swimming in the river, by the cows.
And shooing them off with mum when they came charging at us as we got in the water.
The beautiful beautiful Thames by Oxford. So peaceful and idyllic.
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Shelling peas, under the trees.
Swimming in the Thames.
Being on the boat with mum and dad, having some nice conversations and watching the quiet watery world go by.
Seeing my family again.
Playing with Freddie and he giggles and smiles and trusts me.
Bum bum bum bum bum bum TUMMY!
The conservatory at the Barbican.
Delicious pasta dinner with Holly.
The photo of my parents looking in love in amongst the plants.
Listening to my podcast.
The squirrel that was right beside me as I walked through the estate.
Having mum and dad in London, walking along the canal in the sun and lunch on a canal boat cafe.
The Paper Man. Such an amazing play that I just wasn’t expecting.
And dad telling me they’d watched 100 Vaginas
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.
Coming up to the boat to see my parents. Watching the Vicar of Dibley. Sitting by the fire.
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.
A card from my parents. The artwork is so similar to mine from uni.
My lovely doctor. I really liked him.
I went to the gym. Operation positive is on.
A little four person pub quiz team. It was nice.
Delicious pub pizza.
Mum listening to my whole story and not interrupting.
Seeing my parents new flat for the first time. And giving them my handmade bowl as a housewarming gift. And it being fun. And nice. And no arguments.
Going for a drink at their local, cool pub. It’s nice here.
Okja. Sad but funny too. I want a big pig best friend.
Going lambing! I was so excited. And by far the oldest child with their parents on the farm.
The smell of my haircut.
Wine, wine, olives, wine, kissing.
Spending the day with mum and dad. And getting my jars back.
Cream tea in the park.
Chatting boys with Lauren and Scarlett in the kitchen.
My hands.
Lunch with Rose and James. A little quiz and a nice chat. It was a nice quiet, calm work day and I got loads done. I made an excellent to do list.
Coming home. Home home. Parent hugs. Familiar smells.
Bossing it at work. Organised shit and still made it to the meeting.
Meeting dad for dinner and coffee after work. So exciting to hear about their canal boat plans. It’s all happening so soon!
When he said how proud he is to tell people about me and what I do. 😍
A lie in. After an actual proper night’s sleep.
Corinne coming to stay.
My dad, being cute and a great host. So many drinks offered.
Brilliant Christmas Bake Off Good Eggs chats again. Bonas.
Walks with dad and finding the solar panels at the end of the village.
Driving around all the roads of my childhood as the sun set, singing loudly.
Joining the GAP team for lunch.
Leaving work for Christmas. YAS! I love Christmas, I love walking through sunset-y London, I love going home and I love being on holiday from work. Weeeee!
Being at home, going to a big supermarket with my parents, talking about recycling and FairTrade things.
Kicking through the leaves.
Petting some sheep.
Watching mum and dad jiving in the kitchen.
Exploring the huge country house that we’re staying in for the weekend. It has a WELL. INSIDE the house.
Seeing my family. Hugging mum.
Having a calm moment at the train station.
Mums talcum powder
Walking to the next village, singing loudly in the sun. I never get to sing out loud anymore.
Purple potatoes from Abel and Cole. They made the water turn blue.
A walk along the river.
Lighting a fire. Kind of badly it turns out. And smelling that fresh countryside air in the evening. I love it so much.
A raspberry pastas de natas.
A mum hug
There’s no such thing as a fish podcasts
A soya mocha. Wanky and delicious. And exactly what I wanted.
A big curry with everyone. And Ciaran. He makes me laugh.
A text from dad, asking me to dinner.
Mum and dad’s 40th wedding anniversary garden party. I love big family parties.
Eating all five of the deserts.
Making Ben properly laugh with the Spiderman/Batman comment.
The photos from last night. So many lols. Such a fun evening.
Being back home in the countryside with my parents
‘Always!’
An odd but delicious dinner
Political chats with mum. ‘I want to cut Boris’s balls off!’
And the messages that I could send afterwards. Mum friends.
Friday treat from mum
‘Working from home’ in the morning. i.e. dancing in front of the mirror.
Weeeee! Got a new job and quit my old one! Bye Felicia!
Hannah. Mirror photos and just generally.
Trying on glasses with mum
Walking through all the bluebells with dad.
Mum and dad.
The Alexander Calder exhibition at the Tate. So so amazing. I could have looked at those sculptures all day.
A night in with Corinne, Vietnamese food, beer and comfy clothes.
A cup of tea in the bath.
Eating vegetables. COLOUR. GOODNESS. (Although I do miss the exclusively cheese diet from the last few days).
Mum and dad are coming to visit!
