A text from Sarah about a pigeon wearing a hat.
Hot chocolate with pottery.
I did my initial therapy consultation and I feel really happy that I’ve got the process started!
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Georgian takeaway. Looks crap, tastes yummy.
I know it’s bad but I’m happy I have the flat to myself for a bit longer.
Calming pottery.
Getting out before the dark set in, after a day in bed.
Getting my boob pot through the post!
Clean sheets. Very nice to get back into after a day in bed.
I made a boob pot. And I added my freckles and moles.
Walking past the beautiful homes in Hornsey, as the sun shone.
Baking and cooking. A nut loaf and some biscuits. It’s nice to have a Sunday afternoon alone in the flat and to finally feel like I’m cooking someone good again.
Work choir. Singing and Jin.
Meeting Meredith. I feel a bit giddy.
And she gave me my very own vulva bowl!
Getting it all done ready for WOW tomorrow. And having a little dance. And feeling like I’ve really properly smiled for the first time in a few days.
Putting up an image of me on Instagram from BOW. It felt scary but exciting. It’s happening now. Happy International Women’s Day.
My new plate. Whoops.
A local coffee with Jo. That turned into lunch too.
An afternoon of Tate pottery and too much cake with Sarah. Where she talked total sense and made me realise a few things. I don’t need to trivialise my sadness.
An evening with the housemates. Minus the rubbish one. Matt cooked us a roast. And it was just nice.
London.
Dinner and rooftop drinks with Alec Han and Sarah.
Reach around mummies and other old pots
Got my new (to me) bedside table. I love my white room.
Got my finished pottery back. It’s so satisfyingly smooth.
Organised and sorted out my room. Chucked a whole heap of stuff out and tidied lots. I feel pretty calm after that.
Final pottery class. Sad it’s over but it was a really fun evening. I’m definitely doing more. And I really hope my pots turn out nice.
More dogs. Beautiful Rocky at work.
Remembering. Daydreaming. Feeling. Probably a bad idea but it felt so good.
Turning in pottery. I BLOODY LOVE TURNING. I made some of my things *so* smooth.
Discovered I need glasses but, more importantly, discovered I look great in glasses!
The plum/Peach lolz.
Pottery. Aside from one of the pieces (yes, that one), they all went well.
Sort of flirting. It made my migraine feel a lot better.
Mike’s terrible accidental gif on Tinder. Didn’t seem to make a difference though. Just made me and Lauren laugh heaps.
Put my house plants out with my window plants for a bit of a holiday. Still enjoying having plants on my windowsill.
Washed, sun dried and remade my bed with my Muji covers. Love it when you can do it all in one day.
Pottery. I was so much better at coning this week. A huge improvement! Now I just need to be more daring.
Oh these? No big deal. Just the tomatoes I’m growing in the garden. It’s cool.
First throwing lesson at Clay Time. Fun, handsy and some great that’s what she said’s.
Being at home a bit earlier. Time to clean, to relax, to water the garden. To have a second shower.
Did my tax return. I saved WAAAAAAY too much money. I’m suddenly rich!
Made fanny jokes with a woman I don’t know in the Wigan office. Sent her my vagina bowl in return.
Going and buying a card in the afternoon. I got to walk in the sun, listen to some music, flirt with a cute guy and get away from the office. It was a perfect mini break
Funny animal photos.
Booked another pottery course. This time with Wiseman. Quickest £200 decision I’ve ever made.
A ridiculously drunk first date that we accidentally shared with an old American couple. I barely spoke to the date but what a fun evening!
Boobs song from Jen. “My vagina… Which is somewhere on my stomach”
Getting the report done. Almost there.
A night with Matt, watching pottery and doing online dating on the sofa.
An evening of housemates and pottery. And Ivan’s slightly inappropriate interview practise.
When Jen asked ‘Did I just give you my number?’ on an answer phone message.
Grace the Horse lols.
My vagina (pot) was on Instagram. #lifegoal
Watched Gogglebox for the first time. It’s hilarious.
Office dog! So cute.
I got some of my pottery back today. They look so good! I’m so proud of myself! Plus I got to see the kiln which was cool.
A phone chat with mum and then, later, a phone chat with dad.
Remembering when I made a cake for Steve’s birthday and accidentally wrote Happy birthday Seve! 🙈
Cleaned the house. Earned some money.
Star Wars jokes from Will
Discovering more vagina Instagram feeds.
Clean scarf. It smells so lovely. I keep smooshing my face into it.
Completely fucking up the crossword at lunchtime with James. Loads of lols.
Final pottery class. This week, glazing. So I now have two vagina pots!
A left over pain au chocolat for second breakfast. And a longed for cup of tea.
A quiet browse of a book shop. I forgot how peaceful it is to be in a book shop.
Pottery night. Tonight, pubic hair.
Hampstead is beautiful. Like, REALLY beautiful.
My vagina pot is really coming along. It’s so much fun!
All the sausage chat at pottery.
Sharing my vagina pot news in the team meeting. Getting a high five.
Singing ‘The Greatest’ walking home.
Feeling good in Serious Adult dress.
Had a go on the wheel in pottery this evening. So much fun!
Being pleasantly surprised by people. Pauline outdid my clay vagina with her vagina cast.
New face cleaning.
Pottery was really fun tonight. Started my slab pot. It’s going to be a vagina. Obvs.
The sex bell in the speech for Geeta.
Bread, cheese, wine and chocolate. Leaving the office party snacks.
First night of my pottery course.
Potatoey, tomatoy, garlicy, eggy dinner. Rustic.
Lunch dumplings
Only went and booked a pottery course. Again.
Stewed apple. Didn’t go quite to plan but delicious anyway.
Bashed out the to do list after work.
My new sewing corner. Buying a desk and not building one was definitely the way forward. And I’ve already fixed my jeans.
The beautiful ceramics in Peckham.
A leafy walk with Jonny.
Three little things 