Archives for posts with tag: Snapchat

Christmas! 

Presents, cooking together, all the food, Jane and Tony coming over, all the cheers-ing, chatting to Stuart on the phone, my new DMs, Stick Man, skyping with the Fems, sitting in front of the fire, playing with Alexa, a feminist book from my brother, Alec’s weird melting video, playing the piano, Soph getting the body mop, Snapchat and naming a gravy boat after Stuart. 

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SnapChat on the coach with Peach. 

Shit tits.

Dinner and drinks in Bristol wit


Bit of Friday night gardening.

Messing around on Snapchat.

Going to the multi faith event at the Finsbury Park mosque in the evening. Speeches followed by everyone breaking fast together at a huge long tablecloth on the road. Delicious curry, loads of fruit and so many dates. Plus a funny woman to chat to and keep me company.


The training today. It was bloody terrifying being filmed but I did it and I got really good feedback and that feels great!

Having my vagina artwork talked about in the training. I am just bringing the V word to every occasion these days. 

Silly Snapchats.


Bake Off!

Actually managed to cook a nice dinner for someone with minimal freak outs. 

SnapChat filters. I got the giggles


Sarah Millicon on QI

Face swap on SnapChat

A massage on my head


New phone

Napping the wrong way round, in the sun

Being beautiful in Snapchat.

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Getting to do something a bit different at work as my colleague is on holiday. Today: measuring out ingredients for chilli chocolate brownie. And then photographing it, just because.
Listening to Dancing on my Own again. This time in the shower. Still dancing, still smiling.
A SnapChat from my flatmate of him singing Smooth Operator whilst driving.