A ridiculous but tasty dinner.
Louise was back for volunteer day. I really like her.
I got to pick blackberries from the secret place I’ve never been to before.
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Working in the secret secret garden.
Seeing all the commas flying around.
First Tash sleepover
Discovering the secret garden behind the secret garden at work.
And watching the fox wander around it, completely unbothered by us.
Lying on our tummies looking in the long at moth larvae.
Melon.
The secret garden.
This Way Up.
Going for a meeting with coffee, cake, big eyebrows and a walk around a beautiful secret garden.
Walking around in the sun, getting some little life admin things done. It’s nice to have some time off work.
A thunderstorm.
A 50th party in a golf club. Unexpectedly fun.
Dog walking lols
Eden. And then texting about it.
Walking along the Southbank to Vauxhall. Feeling myself. Loving Robyn.
The beautiful tiny garden in Vauxhall with the swings and the poems and the big weird trees.
(Yeah its four things today, what of it)
Three little things 