Eating a European fruit pot. I love those things.
Lying on the sun lounger, in march, in a wet bikini and feeling the warmth of the sun. It felt like I was on a summer holiday.
Standing in the rain room at the fancy spa.
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Sweaty chats in the spa with Jana and Rosie.
Unicorn face mask.
Mamma Mia 2. It really is so good!
Going for a walk up the hill and seeing the baby goats, the old shepherd and run down buildings.
Yoga with Adriane outside with everyone.
Lucca. Pretty. And with an ominous yellow sky above the church.
Naked bath with the Fems. Including candles, face masks, cheese and crisps.
A long massage
The totally bonkers hamam experience with Soph
Delicious lunch post-hamam
My birthday! Such a lovely day.
Waking up on my own, opening my presents and singing to music.
Brunch with Soph
Sweating in the spa
Using the ice bucket shower
Surprise Han at the pub
Lovely presents from lots of people
A bit group of friends that mixed well together
Singing happy birthday at Bonningtons
Double cake
Vulva cake
Buffet breakfast. Double pancakes.
Pirate ship across the lake.
A lovely walk up and down the 400 year old road, covered in moss.
With a tea stop in an old tea house. Plus rice thing.
The beautiful, peaceful, gorgeous onsen.
The sneaky orgasm.
The tiny cake thing that we watched getting made.
Video calling Jo.
Freddie’s open mouth sleeping. Like Han.
Driving around the lakes. Even if it was rainy.
An afternoon in the beautiful naked spa. So many saunas.
A beery pizza dinner, talking about wanking people off and blow job etiquette.
Three hours in York Hall with three babes.
The ice water bucket. Mainly Rosie and Holly’s reactions.
Talking willies and vaginas, lounging on Jana’s sofa and eating delicious food.
A massage, facial and head massage. Whilst the snow storm raged outside.
Discovering I had a massage at the same time as mum. Random.
Hearing a hat and headphones.
Three little things 