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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Sausage dog on the tube
Alec’s book about wanking robots. Or something. Made me lol in the street.
Meeting in the park. Feeling a bit creative and useful and respected. That’s always nice.
The Ben and Jerry’s refugee night. Free beer, ice cream and dancing with Charlie. Followed by Turkish with Jonny and Alec. Fun fun fun.
And yeah that’s four things but it’s been a struggle recently so if I have four things then that can only be a good thing.
It was warm!
The teeny tiny sausage dog. It was so adorable. I desperately want one.
Seeing my cousins.
We had a dog in the office! And he’s amazing.
Some surprise dance hall on the radio in the morning that got me dancing around the flat
Watching Comic Relief. Still amazing after 25 years.
My colleague brought her sausage dog into work. And I love him.
Halloumi for lunch.
Being silly with my boyfriend.
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Three little things 