Doused in milkshake. Again.
A meeting with Lucy where I felt a bit like how I used to feel – doing interesting new things, planning and coming up with good ideas. Not just working to a brief.
Beers and fish and chips with Jonny. Plus Queens.
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The Wall of Vulvas. From the Vagina Dispatches.
And acing their vagina quiz.
Leaving presents. I didn’t expect it. And I’ll always love an enamel mug with a fox on it.
Three little things 