
The lovely man telling me that my walk was so good that I could charge for it.
Pride with the Gay Liberation Front. My first Pride march.
We’re here, we’re queer and we’re not going shopping!
The lovely man telling me that my walk was so good that I could charge for it.
Pride with the Gay Liberation Front. My first Pride march.
We’re here, we’re queer and we’re not going shopping!
I feel like I noticed lots of little nice moments today. I think maybe I was looking out for them.
Waking up with James.
Breakfast with Rosie – she made me feel so much better. And I love our rude conversations in public places.
Choosing a sweet breakfast for a change.
The delicious coffee.
Walking along the canal in the sunshine and spotting the birds popping up from diving.
Walking through the park singing along to the pop songs.
Replacing my really shabby body polisher.
Spotting Gerry in the van and giving him a wave.
Walking through my borough and remembering all the places I’ve done things, all the work I’ve done.
Feeling ready to chat to Jo again.
Music music music. I’ve found some great new songs and they make me feel fabulous!
Dancing. In my room, in the kitchen, whilst brushing my teeth in the bathroom.
Positive, proud messages.
The Greg Knight campaign jingle. What a muppet. Also – winfarms.
Having a talk with myself whilst at the gym. And remembering that moment at Primavera where I felt on top of the world. Friends, music, tattoo. Everything felt perfect.
Han texting to tell me she’s so proud of me when she saw my Vagina Museum post.
Killed a few flies in quick succession at work. I was like a fly killing ninja.
The weather was gorgeous today. It was so lovely walking down to work in the sun and enjoying the quiet of early morning bank holiday.
Thinking about all the things that I’ve done, places I’ve been and stories I can tell. Sometimes I need to stand back a little and realise that I’m stronger than I think I am.