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Spending the day with Naomi, chatting about all things feminist, life and work.

The Rachael Whiteread exhibition at Tate Britain. And talking it through with Naomi as we walked round. I never do that.

A few hours with Jonny in the evening but not drinking. Then going to bed at 10.

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Waking up to a room full of sunshine. The sun actually felt warm on my face today. Every year you forget what it feels like and every year it’s a joy to experience again.

Going to two exhibitions in the afternoon. Sticks with Dicks and Slits was funny and the Museum of Transology was really interesting. Also just having time to myself to go was super lovely.

The tube driver. ‘There is no need to rush. I will be driving that tube too. As long as we all cross the platform, we’ll get there together.”


Going to the Tate. Watching the construction guys descend from the roof. The beautiful new galleries. Stepping into the cubes. Being alone in the room with the lights. Writing with a coffee. The views from the top floor. The wonky sculptures. The bubbling tubes. Lying in the cage. The beautiful concrete staircases.

Drawing birds and listening to guilty feminists.

Jonny, beers in the pub, a brilliant tart, jam tarts that burnt our mouths, cigarettes, GBBO in bed and gay chat. A brilliant Wednesday night. 

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Mum and dad.
The Alexander Calder exhibition at the Tate. So so amazing. I could have looked at those sculptures all day.
A night in with Corinne, Vietnamese food, beer and comfy clothes.

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Giant’s House in Akaroa. So cool and not at all what I was expected.
The Malteasers and cherries fiasco at lunch.
Getting a gift of two courgettes from the lovely campsite we’re on.

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Having my parents here. So lots of smiles. Way too many to pick just three.

Crawling through the huge metal Antony Gormley sculpture with them

Spotting the four people high up on the Shard

Watching dad peer out the windows of the DLR with excitement

Mums face as she finally got to see the Gormley exhibition

The beautiful daffodils they bought me

Seeing the bold fox in the car park again

Showing them the Olympic stadium

Just having them here, near me, spending time together.