Gary and Alison for volunteer day. Plus getting to pull out grass.
Making a little pair of shorts for Noah.
Tasty aubergine. Finally cooked it.
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Blue skies. Beautiful blue skies.
Three Generations of Women, the feminist play at Greenwich Theatre.
The beautiful carved tile adverts in the theatre. So so lovely and so much better than paper posters.
This. I wish it was for sale.
The first person over the Clifton Suspension Bridge was a woman who ‘picked up her skirts’ and raced off, beating a man across by a few yards.
Being outside and walking through bright green, breathing fresh air and seeing fallen blossom.
This moustache mug in the vintage shop. It looks like a novelty item but its not. Hilarious. I love the nose space.
The duck race in the village with the man in knee length wet suits, standing in the river that only came up to their calves. Massively pointless outfit but funny.
Walking over Hungerford Bridge and watching the big tourist boat sail underneath, honking loudly with a whole deck of people waving. This made me smile for the rest of the bridge. I knew I would be glad I walked across the river rather than taking the tube.
Three little things 