Chatting to several squirrels on my site check. Plus a friendly elderly Irish man who asked me for a job.
A first date with Aoife. Lots and lots of laughs. And a kiss!
Watching the clouds on my morning meditation.
Nice shadows from my plants.
Being in the same list as Stephen Fry and Munroe Bergdorf.
Making Noah smile.
The shadows on my desk.
TikTok.
Walking around the reservoirs.
Sewing the vulva pouches.
The smell of wood chips and fresh air.
The dreamy light on my pillows.
Cream. Real actual cream. In my not-quite-an Eton mess. And maybe on a chocolate mousse. That was also not vegan. But was reduced. And I do love chocolate mousse.
A shared dinner with Jonny. With sparkling water and orange slices.
Two deliveries of free sex toys.
A nice doctor that listened and helped me for half an hour. And also rang back later too.
Light and shadows on the duvet.
The sunlight and the daisies.
Getting an appointment for my trans vaginal scan today. So speedy! And they could see the cyst. All 7cm of it.
Mum wants a pair of my dungarees, not just for fancy dress.
Going for a walk with Jonny. Talking about Drag Race and Portugal and silly things. Noticing that the trees have grown leaves within days.
Ordering a sewing machine. And paying for it to arrive tomorrow.
Watching the video with me in, walk about people talking vulvas on Instagram.
Grassy shadows.
Accidentally did a super loud fart. Luckily Jonny had just gone out.
Sewing. Making little bibs for Fred and Martha. And picking up some scrubs to sew tomorrow for the NHS.
The brief but beautiful shadow pattern on the wall
Hannah’s iPod. Old school songs.
Chatting to Mander and opening up about all sorts of things.
An evening hot tub with the coloured lights, the plant shadows and the lantern that dad lit for us.
Finding my leather bag.
‘Actual cannibal Shia LeBeouf’
Three little things 