My ring was in the washing machine! When I opened the door, it was sat there waiting for me.
Three space hoppers at work. Pumping them up with a squeaky pump.
A proper lunch of fresh salads and a vegan quiche. Sat in a quiet cafe where I can read.
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The sky on the way to work. Hello clear sky.
My ring that I made has arrived! So shiny.
The penis apple.
A queer fayre with my first mulled wine of the season.
Jam with silver bits in. Hello glittery poo!
Carving a ring.
Morning sex and an orgasm.
My beautiful new ring.
Wine and chats with Lauren and Becky.
My new rings.
An evening with Andrea, hearing all the Repurpose gossip.
The crazy big creamy desert we had
