The sea. Oh the sea. It was so clear, so beautiful.
Being pulled around and floated so it felt like I was swimming really fast.
John’s stories about his teenage years.
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The very smiley bearded man who walked last the shop and smiled. Widely. Sadly not the man above.
The bird in the bin area that looked annoyed at my interruption
Just talking about my day with my boyfriend. Making him laugh and telling him stories
Singing loudly in the car by myself.
Hearing my mums friends dad speak about his time in the navy when he was younger.
Using my new Toothy Tabs from Lush
Three little things 