Elliott remembered me.
Elevensies and a walk with Fiona. The company was exactly what I needed and the raspberry and pistachio bun and cute flat white was exactly delicious.
Found out my favourite tree is a silver maple.
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A great almond croissant.
A nap. Then another one.
Watching the final three episodes of Too Hot To Handle with Jonny. It made the atmosphere a bit easier.
A massage to sort my neck out.
Seeing Jana’s bump and having a little touch of it.
A cardamom bun and decaf flat white for breakfast.
Walking to Broccoli to get this delicious almond croissant. Can’t seem to go a weekend without one now.
Finishing the matching dino trousers.
An email from Ming saying how much she enjoyed the kit.
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.
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.
Three little things 