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I don’t know if it’s the cooler weather or something else but I feel so much happier today. I love my outfit. I feel confident. I feel good.STORMS. I LOVE STORMS.My delicious coffee. I knew it would be okay today. And it was. And it was so yummy.

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The thunder and the sudden heavy rain after such a hot day.

Feet compliments.

The tiny yellow ladybird.

Winning a prize for coming second to last at the pub quiz with the old housemates.

Putting up my embroidered vulvas.

The HUGE thunder and lightening today. I love storms.

Going for a meeting with coffee, cake, big eyebrows and a walk around a beautiful secret garden.

Walking around in the sun, getting some little life admin things done. It’s nice to have some time off work.

A thunderstorm.

A 50th party in a golf club. Unexpectedly fun.


Sitting in the garden, reading in the sun.

Potato and egg salad. Homemade.

The incredible thunder storm at night. I love a good storm!

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All the people taking ‘I’m In’ stickers outside Peckham Rye. The people coming back to get one if they accidentally walked past. The people thanking the people giving out leaflets. The wishes of good luck.
Drinks in the sun at Frank’s in Peckham.
The lightening storm as we left.

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The thunder and lightning storm in the afternoon with rain that made everything smell like hot, wet summers.
The smell of towels that have dried in the sun.
Fish fingers.

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The precarious orange at New World.
The crazy weather. Huge clap of thunder and then hail so heavy that it laid for a while.
Trying the ridiculously rich chocolate cake at work. So. Good.

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Shivering in the Antarctic storm room at Christchurch. And going down the ice slide.
All the sheep running past the campsite in the morning.
Being silly with my boyfriend at breakfast and making dad laugh.