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Texting Sean for most of the day.

A good Period Party with drinks vouchers and a clicker and a 3D printed clitoris. One woman bought her pals along to celebrate her birthday.

The Gruffalo.

Two more Period Parties and maybe an exhibition.

Finding two socks drying inside my trousers.

Terrible braggy travel stories on dating profiles.

Feeling like I’m actually teaching the young women important things at the Cambridge Period Party.

When it stopped raining and I saw the pretty Cambridge bridges.

Home, to toast and pottery and comfy trousers.

A calm Period Party where I actually felt a lot less flustered and bothered about ‘hosting’ because of my period.

Running for a lot longer on my run to work.

Realising the quiet women were shy, not uninterested.

Remembering that someone bought four tickets to my event last night.

A cosy day under blankets, next to the radiator and snuggles into a hot water bottle. Migraines suck but it’s nice to be forced into relaxing sometimes.

A whole grapefruit.

A lovely group of sharing women for the Christmas Period Party.

Selling six vulvas to Jonny’s mate.

A lovely chat with a nice Uber driver.

An actual Period Party. With red and pink balloons, fruit and drinks. A pink cake, red flowers and my vulva making.

Giving Jo her advent calendar.

Seeing people look genuinely happy to have my vulva Christmas decorations.

My cousin came to the Period Party. I’d totally forgotten she was coming.

Sarah’s talking vulva.

People leaving, saying such lovely things about learning new information and how much they enjoyed it.

Hearing birds tweeting all through my morning meditation. I haven’t heard them in a while.

The clouds.

Period Party at Colours. Much more intimate and it went really well. Having Rosie’s smiling face in the corner was so lovely too.

A successful Period Party. Almost £200 raised for Bloody Good Period.

A lovely card and present from Rosie to say thanks for staying in our flat over the weekend.

Getting Cooper to say masturbation, mons pubis and vulva.

Lunch was late but it was perfect in the park. Amazing blue sky and still warm.

He got my care package. I’m really glad I sent it. No matter what else.

An evening to myself. I left work at half 4. I made a good Instagram post for the Period Parties. I did yoga with Adriane. I baked. I watched Bake Off.

Cutesie texts from James that made me happier than it really should have.

The vulva workshop. Such a lovely small group with really great conversations and some good laughs.

The beautiful pink clouds and blue sky as I walked home.

Women sharing their love letters to their vulvas.

Giving myself time to put everything away calmly and as slowly as I wanted.

Smiling in the Uber on the way home, feeling proud of myself for raising another £302 for Bloody Good Period and for bringing sex and vulva positivity to another room of people.

Mad crazy golf

That flirty bumping into each other, brushing arms walk. Even though he’s not the one.

Selling out tickets for the Period Party

Photographing the vulvas from last week. They are so fabulous.

Making a skirt. Instead of working.

The storytelling night. Flirting with Matt. Eating cheesy chips. Laughing at good and bad stories.

Freddie is playing with the blocks I made him.

The Period Party! Lots of money, lots of fun, lots of pads, lots of glitter. Another super successful event!

He wants to see me again. He’s confusing the hell out of me but I guess it’s fair enough.

A cool little animation about masturbation.

Having the afternoon off to do final Period Party planning. I feel so much calmer having done it all. And my to do list is so much smaller.

Some flirty texting with Diarmuid.

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.

Packaging up leaflets into envelopes. A nice mindless task for a Monday.

Lots of people saying yes to donating stuff for the Period Party.

The big fox lying like a dog on the field by my house as I walked back from the date.

The Favourite. Olivia Coleman is an actual hero.

Finding out I can use the money for Period Parties! 🤩

Feeling good. Good fun chats with Jonny in the kitchen and remembering why I feel so good about the volunteering

Listening to and then singing along to Nat’s Christmas song. I’m worried I’m a bit obsessed.

Getting the pub space for free for my Period Party!

Just being happy. Happy I went to yoga. Happy about Nat. Happy about my medication stuff. Happy to be mouthing along to old RnB.

Hot summer lunchtime in the park, tanning my legs

Linking up and getting a fabulous new venue for the next Period Party

Making a dress in the evening and not even making a single mistake. A lovely quiet evening of making.


The Period Party! Everything about it was just so amazing! The unexpected friends, the love, the laughter, the vulvas, the glitter, the donations and the pub quiz.

Not to mention the accidental anal sex talk in front of my boss, sharing the vulva book and having people tell me that I’m hilarious. Guys, stop…

What an amazing evening! I’m totally buzzing and so proud of myself. 


Getting the Pin the Clit on the Vulva through the post by the fantastic Jo Harrison. Complete with vagina on the tube and a Fanny Power card inside! I love it SO MUCH. Can’t wait to put this up at the Period Party tomorrow!

James giving Gust a ‘new father’ hug. So adorable. 

Weirdly sexy chat about lambs. 


Wearing my new shirt to work.

Getting this beautiful embroidered vulva in the post. Ready to be won at my Period Party. Alongside a beautiful note from the artist. 😘

Having an evening to myself. Sorting myself out. Cleaning, organising, cooking and eating vegetables. I feel a bit more back on track.


Seeing my Period Party poster printed for the first time.

An orgasm. Not by myself.

Hearing from the anti Tory again.

Singing and driving the van. By myself.

The event looked good. And I chatted to Emma about crocheting vulvas for the Period Party. She’s cool.

Kissing. 


Such a smiley day.

Seeing my Instagram again this morning and all the positive comments. 

Holding a really good group interview. Lots of laughter.

Finding out about my job. Finally.

Having 11 days of holiday to take. In April. HELLO HOLIDAYS. 

Seeing the space for the period party. It’s going to happen! 

….And the guy came up with cunting – vagina bunting! 

Spending the evening texting J. And showing him my pathetic food situation. Followed by burnt toast. 😞


Wearing my new CHOOSE LOVE t-shirt, doing my teeny tiny bit for the refugees

Not needing any concealer, not wearing any mascara (mainly because of sneezy eyes) but still looking like a total babe. Really feeling myself today.

Talking Period Parties with Binti. I’m excited to be doing something!