
The interview is over and done with!
Seeing Jo again.
A recovery present from Tash
The interview is over and done with!
Seeing Jo again.
A recovery present from Tash
My embroidered animals for Freddie’s present. I’m so pleased with them. Such a bloody great aunt.
Coming home to do yoga and sewing and baking.
Helping a school to get rid of their old furniture.
Getting shit done. Three documents that I was sort of dreading but were actually pretty easy.
Meditation class. My feet on the ground and relaxed breathing.
Quietly giggling with Jonny before during and after meditation. Gold nipples, the hot beardy guy and kneeling for Jesus.
Our beautiful cottage for the weekend. A weekend away from my house, in the countryside and with nothing much to do except read, relax and eat.
A little walk along the water as the sun set, followed by a little explore in the an old small church.
A delicious pie and mash, in my tracky bottoms and big socks, on the sofa. Let the relaxing weekend begin.
Final event is done. No more storage units. No more weekend work. No more clothes rails. Roll on time off.
Walking home through the park after dropping the van off. The sun was still out and everyone looked happy. I had a little sit on a bench to shake the day off.
I really enjoyed my jumper and scarf ensomble today. I love that scarf.
Remembering my dream as I walked to the tube and smiling at the ridiculousness of it. (If you’re wondering, it was about a group of pigeons flying close together to carry another pigeon on its back. They should do this, it looks cool.)
A wine and cheese party. With WAY too much cheese. And an amazing lime and mint cheesecake.
Walking along the docks and riverfront to get to my friends flat. Quiet and calming.
Image: Richard Jung/Ryland, Peters
Smelling the wonderful plants outside the flat as I walked past.
Deciding to take things slowly, without stress and stay calm. A stroll to the shops, stopping work when I’m meant to and enjoying being a bit more relaxed and peaceful. (Please let this last, please god let this last).
Watching Jon Richardson’s new DVD and laughing so much I cried.