Forgetting I asked for toast tongs and then opening up the toast tongs.
Finally getting a message.
Chatting to Jo in bed.
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Tea and toast in sunny bed.
Vegan buttery, cheesy jacket potato.
A tiny bit of yoga before bed.
Feeling like I’m actually teaching the young women important things at the Cambridge Period Party.
When it stopped raining and I saw the pretty Cambridge bridges.
Home, to toast and pottery and comfy trousers.
An evening watching RuPaul with Jonny. Do, do, do, do the moves! 🤦
The International Women’s Day networking event at lunchtime.
Marmite on toast and a London Fog when I got home after a long day.
Breakfast in the garden. Toast, fresh coffee, a magazine and sunshine.
Cutting the grass with the strimmer.
Lee Miller: A Women’s War at the Imperial War Museum. The cycle powered hairdressers made me smile. And the production of Vogue in the 1940’s. And just what a badass she was.
Lipstick eating older ladies, giving advice about life.
Clearing the space at the hub. It looks so much better already.
Delicious jam on today as a second dinner.
Three little things 