Archives for posts with tag: pizza


Getting switched to the suite with the piano, the double sinks, the bidet, the swivelling TV and the huge bath. 
Wandering around Berlin, not needing to think about anything because Ciaran just took care of it all for us.

Beers, pizza, chips, chats, Cards Against Humanity and meatus talk. A really fun night out in Berlin. Coming home to play the piano at 3am.

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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. 


Aside from the worst hangover ever, it was nice to spend some time with Stuart without needing to get up and leave really early.

The pizza that Jo bought round for me. So needed.

Watching Miracle on 34th Street with a hungover Matt, mainly napping.

Waking up with him. Making dumb jokes about baby Sophie. Remembering what he said about my eyes. 

Making jokes with the pharmacy ladies.

A night in with Matt and Bivan, watching two films, eating two pizzas and discussing the queuing systems at the local shops. (Shit photo, great night)


A date where I didn’t get drunk. And still had a nice time.

A great big folded over cheesy pizza.

A big feminist chat with Naomi. Sharing things I’ve not talked about before and finding someone that feels the same. 


Pizzas and beer downstairs in the office for my pre leaving leaving drinks

Gust being sweet and saying he’ll miss me.

Sharing the poo knife story.


A little four person pub quiz team. It was nice. 

Delicious pub pizza.

Mum listening to my whole story and not interrupting.


Getting an apology and getting my TOIL.

Beers and pizza with Jonny.

An evening slightly drunk shower. Warm soft feet and sweet smelling skin in bed afterwards.


Ovary embroidery workshop! Nice to spend a day with a needle in my hand.

Fresh hot roti at lunch.

Pizza and beer with Jonny. The perfect thing to get me off to sleep early ready for my 4am start tomorrow. 

Started talking at work again. Called James a flirt. Tried not to laugh at the word tits during the lunch break bird chat.

Immediate drinking with Jonny after work. What a fucking ridiculous day.

ICCO pizza. Oh how I love you.