Archives for posts with tag: robin

A walk in the rain.

The robin outside my window.

An email from Mark about Lewes.

Walking through Highgate Woods.

Peeing in Highgate Woods.

All the little birds, tiny robins and brave squirrels we saw.

A robin came and sat on my windowbox and looked in at me as I dried my hair.

Being congratulated by my big boss for a good meeting. And a bit of a win over the stupid councillors.

A comment on this blog from someone who hadn’t quite expected to find information about me moisturising my vulva. I forget that other people read this. I’ve always seen it as something for me. But hi, if you’re reading this.


Driving the biggest van for the smallest amount of stuff. With Jonny, obvs. 

The robin came back into the garden. It’s so brave. And she ate the worms Lauren gave her.

Multi-housemate gardening.