Archives for posts with tag: sunset

Sewing Fred’s letters onto his trousers.

The clouds from my bedroom window.

A takeaway. My favourite one.

Wearing the loose strappy dress with no underwear on. Pants free is so lovely.

Watermelon and pink grapefruit.

Watching the beautiful sunset out the window.

Jonny and I went swimming.

He gave me a backy on his bike for a bit of the way which was terrifying and fun.

Walking back home through the low sun park.

Watching Noah try and fit his fist in his mouth.

Lunch with Tash.

The sky at sunset.

Linda was back in another meeting, still with her screen on. No bathroom shots this time though!

A walk round the cemetery with Jen and Fiona. We saw a firecrest, the UK’s smallest bird and quite rare.

The sunset, the Jewish music, the nature. It was really lovely.

The sun setting pink onto the high rise.

Seeing Jo for the last time before she becomes a mum. Such a weird feeling but so nice to see her.

Full fat Oatly.

Two tiny squirrels chasing each other on the tree.

The sun setting at the end of the road. Almost made it look pretty.

Sarah’s daughter is okay! And is leaving hospital soon. And has her nose.

Being on holiday, and away from the flat.

The tiny deer venturing out into the field as we had dinner.

Sky. Lots of sky.

The tiny ducklings along the New River Walk.

Sleeping in.

Pretty skies. And a break from the clouds.

The sky today was beautiful. During the day, with the fluttered clouds and as the sun was setting, making everything glow golden.

Delicious vegan food with Sarah. I love mint dressing on a salad.

Roast parsnips, because I was craving them.

Also, more flowers, this time from Rosie. Starting my dungarees and a quick sober drink with Jo where I decided to run to work on Monday.

It’s my birthday!

Volunteering with Bloody Good Period. Sticking stickers and being helpful.

Beautiful skies.

A lovely massage.

Still singing all the songs from & Juliet.

He remembered to text me.

Coming home to London at the golden hour.

Seeing all our loo rolls, stacked around the house.

Having a shower in mum and dad’s lovely shower.

The beautiful autumn leaves and low sun.

Fred. When he smiled and laughed with me.

And when he walked into the glass door.

Wine tasting and the beautiful olive groves

The egg hunt back at the villa

Hot tubbing with the mountains in the background

The name game plus bonus behind the curtain round

That tiramisu

Watching the Sewing Bee with Jonny.

Doing the New River Walk at lunchtime in the sun that actually felt warm.

The beautiful sky by the Thames.

The ridiculous sunset. I swear so many people from the office ran to the window to take photos that the building tilted slightly.

Aidan buying a bar of soap. And seemingly genuinely wanting to reduce his plastic buying. Maybe it’s not all down to me but it feels nice to feel a bit part of it.

A fun first date with Ben.

The curly tree

The walk with Jen

The sky at sunset.

Time to myself.

A walk as the sun was setting and the light was beautiful.

Mamma Mia: Here We Go Again. Still makes me laugh

The cup of tea. Feeling grown up and in control.

The sky between the building as the sun set. It was better than this photo. By about a million.

Meeting the Maya Centre and agreeing to volunteer for their art sessions to encourage body positivity. I feel *so* good about this. It brings together so many facets of my life and my skills and my passions. Vagina education, reclaiming your body, being proud of your genitals, fighting mental health, recovery from sexual assault, helping women, being part of the sisterhood, art and crafts and how they can help with healing, using my facilitator and trainer skills and doing more volunteering. This just feels so good. I’m so proud of me.

Yoga

The sound off my feet on pavement and the autumn leaves

The sunset

A walking meeting, circling the park in the sun.

Walking home as the sun was setting across the park, watching birds up in the sky.

I bought the flowers. It’s done. It’s over.

The sunset view from the office. Such a warm glowing light.

My vulva making workshop will be at WOW! Yippee!

Getting food ready for tomorrow. I feel so organised and smug.

Waking up to funny stories with my cousin.

Matilda was at our house again! Lots of strokes.

Going for a walk around the park as the sun set and the hangover slightly receded. 


Our beautiful cottage for the weekend. A weekend away from my house, in the countryside and with nothing much to do except read, relax and eat.

A little walk along the water as the sun set, followed by a little explore in the an old small church.

A delicious pie and mash, in my tracky bottoms and big socks, on the sofa. Let the relaxing weekend begin.


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.


The sky this evening. It looked like it didn’t belong in London.

My massage. Sorting out my shoulder and being clicked every which way.

Leaving work early. Even though I started late. I wanted to be in the sun and sit in my garden and read my book. So I did. 

Leaving work when it’s so late for a second day in a row. 

And I have tomorrow off! First day in 11 days. I can’t wait!

Home baked gooey biscuits, just out the oven.


The clouds, the light, the view. I’ll never tire of looking out that window.

Then the eerie orange light than made us feel like we were in some strange apocalypse film. The pollution apocalypse.

Delicious Korean food and I did it without eating meat.


Getting a ridiculously large number of people liking my Instagram post. I’m not sure how it happened but it was nice! (Even though this goes against all my hatred of social media and the Quest for Likes)

Going for a run around the park as the sun was setting. Beautiful sky and a good way to shake off being sat in a training room for two days. Also I did so much better than my last run. Muttering ‘You got this’ clearly helps.

Creative writing in the evening. For work and for a personal project. It felt good to use those skills again.

A day with the cousins.

The walk through the woods to the pub.

Discovering some facts about my childhood that I hadn’t realised. Like the fact that the reason we came back to the same house was because we owned it. Makes sense.