Getting almost everything I needed in the hardware shop that I didn’t realise was there.
A shower after work.
My vulva in a national sex education campaign!
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Being mentioned in the mosque event.
Actually going to the event, rather than staying at home.
A warm up shower when I got home.
An outdoor shower.
Spotting deer and herons.
Quiet talking around the campfire
Going for a cooling walk in the wooded area.
Lying around naked after a post-work shower.
Seeing Rosie as the face of partying young people on Freedom night.
A haircut. Finally, less hair!
Having a shower and washing off all the sweat from volunteer day.
Lunch with the squirrels.
A lovely message from a vulva fan.
Gusty’s leaving drinks. It was fun to be in a pub and laugh about silly things with old friends.
A new shower. Please please be better than the old one.
Stepping into the hot shower.
Leaping onto the train as the doors began to shut. Can’t believe I made it.
Getting my vulva cast in a lovely sunny studio.
Being in Brighton, walking along by the sea and remembering places I went with nan when I was a kid.
Having the window a little bit open and hearing a pigeon rustling about in the tree outside, munching on the red berries.
Breaking out the emergency Japanese chocolate.
That warm cosy feeling you get sheet a shower halfway through the day.
Coming home to London at the golden hour.
Seeing all our loo rolls, stacked around the house.
Having a shower in mum and dad’s lovely shower.
The walk from Mestia to Zhabeshi.
The meadows, the clouds, the views, the pigs, the quick river crossing in a car, the jumping nipples. All of it.The cute guesthouse with mad shower. It has buttons for lights and even a telephone.
Finishing an expert sudoku. With minimal accidental cheating.
A bath shower in the beautiful bathroom with the huge tub and the mirror wall.
A misty walk along the coast.
Church Cove. Sitting in the sheltered bit, watching the sea and the family playing. So peaceful.
Plus the incredible cream tea with the world’s best scone and the nicest possible owners in their adorable front room cafe.
And a little text from James, finally.
Went to celebrate Rochelle’s first birthday of Luna Spot. She was so happy to see us and her stuff was beautiful. Well worth making the effort to go out into the wind.
A sofa afternoon. Sewing Bee. RuPaul. Watching Jonny play games.
Cutting my hair and having a shower before bed. It’s so relaxing.
Watching the steam curl up the tiles in the beautiful shower
Going beyond the garden to the misty views and the chickens
Mossy stones and little rivers and green leaves and reflections on the water. Ducks, woodpeckers and dogs.
Sitting in the sun and feeling the warmth.
Stroking the dog on the tube on the way home
Not really sure what day it is again. But from the last 24 hours…
Lovely shower
Finally made it to a Uniqlo
More new KitKat flavours
Having a seat between us on the flight. It’s so much nicer when you can lie down
Buying our way into the fancy lounge at Ho Chi Minh. ‘Free’ watermelon for daaaaaays
Playing the animal noises game with Libby after Andrew left.
A night with Jo. Petek and chats. Lots of good chats. About sex and babies and the future and housemates. It was exactly what I needed.
Having a shower before bed. Washing off all the suntan lotion and sweat and having clean feet and soft skin in bed, with nothing else on.
Another day of lying in the sun. The (slightly overgrown) garden in the morning and the park in the afternoon with Will.
Being in the sun all day but not getting burnt. So grown up.
That feeling of being freshly washed after a day of suntan lotion and sweat and getting into a clean, white bed.
Clean clean shower. Actually properly clean.
I Got Life. Making me feel better about the no kids decision again.
Cuddling up on the sofa with Jo and Jonny. With Jonny looking like E.T.
Getting an apology and getting my TOIL.
Beers and pizza with Jonny.
An evening slightly drunk shower. Warm soft feet and sweet smelling skin in bed afterwards.
The sweet little breakfast place. Croissants and coffees outside in the courtyard.
Getting home and scrubbing my feet and washing my hair. No more vomit feet or smokey locks. It feels so good to be clean.
Being on my own. Amazing holiday but nice to have some time to myself again.
A super fast and super successful shopping trip to Covent Garden.
Coming home to my housemates being fun and lovely. Plus a fantastically wanky shower head.
The Eid Mubarak celebrations at the local mosque. So many people out and about and dressed up nicely.
We made it! We climbed Ben Nevis at night and raised almost £2500 for Alzheimer’s UK. It was absolutely amazing and brilliant and I’m so proud of us! Plus we did it in amazing time. Less than 7 hours and down by 5am. So happy.
Taking off my boots and having a shower.
More hilarious Good Eggs and Alec WhatsApps. Jonny was especially funny.
I think my job is going to be good.
The new shower. A standing up shower. Always a treat.
Nuts and raisins. Such a good combination.
The shower this morning. It felt well needed. And pepperminty.
Being in the countryside and seeing some art.
Ciaran. In Bristol.
A hot shower at home.
A cute morning boyfriend.
A little bit of time alone.
A long, hot shower.
Free avocado and asparagus.
Double payday.
Having a shower with the sun shining through the window. It’s nice to have a shower in the daylight but it also reminded me of showering at home in the summer, knowing I had a whole day of being outside in the garden or the countryside ahead of me, with my parents near by and everything being safe and normal.
The weather was beautiful today. The market was full with people buying bags of fresh, colorful good and afterwards I sat on the dock, thinking and meditating a bit and for the first time thinking to myself that maybe I could stay here longer. It’s a beautiful city. And the winters are just so sunny.
The sunlight glittering off the sea. It looked like an elaborate light show just for me.
The most adorable puppy came into work today. Seven weeks old, perfectly behaved, softest thing I’ve ever stroked and melted my heart completely. And there are three more needing homes for free. Oh, if only I could take one. Or three.
Dancing to loud Beyoncè in the shower after work.
A regular customer who came in and got us all laughing together. Something that was desperately needed today.
Getting up close with some wild Keas in Arthur’s Pass.
Buying some knitting needles and wool to knit hats. Third time lucky. Hopefully. How many more ways can I mess up a simple hat?
Having a shower in the campervan. My very first campervan shower. It was good. A bit cramped but good.
A big dollop of mashed potato at lunch.
A hot shower after work, washing my hair and relieving my period pains.
Finding out I’ll get paid time and a half tomorrow on top of getting a day off in lieu.
Three little things 