Archives for posts with tag: river


Teeny tiny sausage dog puppy.

Walking around Hereford. Going to the Indie Food Festival. Seeing the cool knives.

Walking along the river at the end of the day. Crossing all the bridges. Going into the galleries and independent shops.

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Lunch in the garden in the sun. Just like we always used to.

Going shopping for the Period Party. Dad rummaging in a basket of stamps to find a V stamp to use as entrance stamp. I love my dad.

A sunny walk around the river and going into the charity shop. Walking out with a sick new shirt. Thanks dad. 😘


I was early for my meeting so I went for a wander along the river. Next to a swan.

Housemate chats in the kitchen. Tattoos, a shared dinner and the continuing shower saga. It’s almost over. He almost bought a shower rail.

The horrendous fish scene shower curtain. 


Mums talcum powder

Walking to the next village, singing loudly in the sun. I never get to sing out loud anymore.

Purple potatoes from Abel and Cole. They made the water turn blue.

A walk along the river.

Lighting a fire. Kind of badly it turns out. And smelling that fresh countryside air in the evening. I love it so much.

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This moustache mug in the vintage shop. It looks like a novelty item but its not. Hilarious. I love the nose space.

The duck race in the village with the man in knee length wet suits, standing in the river that only came up to their calves. Massively pointless outfit but funny.

Walking over Hungerford Bridge and watching the big tourist boat sail underneath, honking loudly with a whole deck of people waving. This made me smile for the rest of the bridge. I knew I would be glad I walked across the river rather than taking the tube.