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Fresh sourdough and a patis de natas.

Buying good books from the local bookshop.

Bedtime yoga.

Getting loads of vulva stuff done. The ‘This is your’ series and all the contract details for feminist societies. It feels really great to be getting some of this stuff done.

Next in Fashion, flat to myself, ironing.

A pain au raisin from Adam.

A flat white and a custard straw to get me through the morning

Another pile of books from the library

Dinner at Hot Stone with Stuart’s mates. Delicious food and the Greeks are so funny. Head banging and touching hot stones.

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The chocolatine aux almondes. Fuck me. That thing was delicious.

Lying in the sun next to the pond for hours and wandering around the Japanese garden. 

Walking home from dinner and discovering a little group of people dancing and playing live French music. I stopped and watched for a while, smiling like I haven’t smiled for days. My highlight of the holiday. The perfect last evening in France.