Archives for posts with tag: pizza oven

A day in the garden down at my brother’s, eating homemade pizza from the pizza oven.

Touching the bump and feeling my nephew move for the first time.

More good sex in the morning.

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A day of cooking all together. I made vulva mince pies. Obvs.

Pizza oven pizzas for Christmas Eve dinner. Sitting out by the fire with dad and Ben was lovely.

Reminiscing about nan at dinner. Her terrible driving, her sneaky cigarettes and her penis chats. And watching Ben laugh so hard about wing mirrors. 


Visited a recycling centre. I’ve wanted to go to one for years. It was so interesting. I loved it. And I got paid to go!

Homemade pizza night with Ivan’s pizza oven. So delicious. 

Alec’s music recommendation. Vagina themed.