Archives for posts with tag: Rosie

Lunch with Rosie and Jim.

Showing them my favourite bits of the Tate.

Walking home, finding new streets.

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Brunch with Rosie. It was really lovely to see her.

Ice hockey. Even though they lost. As always.

Getting a bit carried away and thinking ahead. But I think I quite like him.

Chats with Libby about not wanting to have babies or get married.

Seeing Rosie and Jim at Sam’s birthday. I love those guys.

He told me he loves me.

An evening with Rosie, sacking off the Happiness Festival for wine and chats instead.

My amazing birthday present from them! My vulva design, etched into a silver necklace. I’m in love.

Wagamama. I forgot how delicious it was.


Being out and about in the world, having a job for a day.

Having dinner with Rosie. Talking about depression and anxiety and jobs and just having a nice evening. 

Coming home to a few minutes of pencil dick chat with Lauren and Becky. I love Lauren. 

I’ve finally got the avocado emoji!

Chatting to Jonny in Phnom Penh. He sounds so happy!

I got my tattoo! And it was done by a lovely woman in a bright studio. Joy joy joy!

(Also, because it was a lovely day, there’s more than 3.

The beautiful light coming through the window. The fresh air and the smell of spring. 

Texting Joff in Lidl. And him trying out baking. 

Dinner and cocktails with Rosie. Coconut oil lols. Sharing stories. )