A morning to myself, in the nice hotel room on the huge bed. Then a lovely wander to the train station.
Getting confident and sure of myself. Knowing things. Doing them before they’re asked. Being organised.
Home. Home home home. Sleep.
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Such a good nap. I didn’t even move. Fresh air, smooth sheets, deep sleep.
Books, beer and Korean with Jonny in the evening. It was such a lovely evening.
The setting sun, shining off the buildings and turning gold as I arrived home.
A lie in. After an actual proper night’s sleep.
Corinne coming to stay.
My dad, being cute and a great host. So many drinks offered.
Slept in until 12. Oh, sweet sweet sleep.
Going in the hot tub, in the sunny garden with the birds tweeting. And the beautiful smelling air. Then having breakfast at lunch time at the bottom.of the garden.
Dinner at Ben and Hannah’s. Lolz and the amazing shed. I love going to see them.
​Did some lino printing with Jonny at my house. I did vaginas and he did a SICK Drake.
Had a nap at work.
Chocolate Oatly. Yum.
Seeing Jonny. It feels like it’s been ages. I ran up to him I was so excited. We went to our usual Turkish date night restaurant.
A nap in the afternoon. I love ‘working’ from home.
A super generous and totally unexpected donation from a colleague for my midnight Ben Nevis walk.
This poster. Is it even real?
I didn’t wake up at 7.30
I did some sewing
Driving the big van at work.
A head massage and a good haircut.
Being back in Hannah’s bed with her comfy pillows.
A bit of a lie in.
The fox outside the office.
Watching Grand Designs together, like we used to.
A lie in.
A lot of reading.
A tight cuddle at the end of the day.
Catfish claypot. It arrived on fire!
Some long shopping, by myself, taking as long as I want to make decisions.
An afternoon nap.
The final of Britain’s Sewing Bee.
Speaking to mum.
Getting a lie in
Napping in the sun on our bed.
Fresh orange juice.
It was so warm today that I had to take off two layers, then change into looser clothes and then open three windows. It felt like summer. It was lovely.
Chatting to an old friend from home about happiness.
Sleeping in till 9.
Fart noises.
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Sitting on the floor in the Southbank Centre, chatting to my boyfriend
A long awaited mocha to sooth my hangover
Watching my boyfriend flop around and twitch as he slept on the tube
Image: The Ritz-Carlton
The sleepy little girl on the tube
Snoozing in the sun
Dad texting me to say that blue tits have started making a nest in the bird box that my boyfriend made him for Christmas
Image: Peter Grimmett/Alamy
