Archives for posts with tag: walk

A walk around the park catching the last of the autumn leaves.

Sean bought me cannoli. And we shared a dark hot chocolate.

Managing to sleep all through the morning to try and battle off this cold.

A fancy breakfast.

A lunchtime walk with the sun shining and a bit of warmth and bright leaves.

Accidentally getting hyped up on Gu before bedtime and doing sofa gymnastics with Jonny.

Finally spotting a firework!

Getting out before the dark set in, after a day in bed.

Getting my boob pot through the post!

Clean sheets. Very nice to get back into after a day in bed.

The sun unexpectedly coming out and going for a walk along the old railway.

Tea, apple cake and fancy chocolates with Jo.

Spending the morning drawing again.

A big vegan calzone for lunch.

Sorting out the website and sending the first newsletter (EVENTUALLY).

The beautiful leaves. I love autumn.

A walk along the river with the sky bright blue and some cows.

Dancing to raise the energy. With Taylor of course.

More Task Master. I’m not ashamed. I love it.

That Bloody Sex Podcast talked about me and about how my workshop encouraged her to continue!

A small walk with Jo at lunchtime.

Rosie called me Greg by accident and I laughed too much.

Walking around the reservoirs.

Sewing the vulva pouches.

The smell of wood chips and fresh air.

Getting three free beautiful enamel vulva pins through the post.

Putting up my new pictures.

Noticing the changing leaves on the Parkland Walk. And seeing the squirrels with mouths full of nuts.

Being in the office and no moping around at home. And treating myself to patel de natas at lunch.

Going for an extra walk when I got home and being out in that golden light of an autumn evening.

A really really good mango.

My sexual preference, written on the side of a cardboard box.

Tasty Itto.

Walking with my cousin, both in our raincoats.

The golden sun in the morning, lighting up the plants.

Going for a walk when I didn’t really want to, and leaving my phone at home.

The funny wildlife photos on the Guardian.

Going for the walk when I wasn’t sure I wanted to but it was lovely. And I saw some golden hour graffiti.

Voice notes from Rosie and Jen and a WhatsApp call with the Fems plus one.

Little Ben is veggie!

My big cleaning frenzy – dusted skirting boards, scrubbed shower curtains and removed dead moths.

Screen printing. Finally!

Seeing Jo in the afternoon for tea and a walk. And hearing about how she mistook her new pregnancy nipples for a finger when she was in bed.

A walk round the park with Jen. Quick but useful to verbalise some things and understand some things better in my own head. She’s great but she’s not always right and I can trust myself too.

Listening to Black Parade on repeat as I walked to work.

The ceremonial eating of the only ripe boat tomato.

Walked to Londis at lunch time. I haven’t been there in a whole.

The huge sunflowers near the shop.

A first date with Tash, especially taking about sexualities and how we feel.

I saw a heron at the park after work. And watched the big cygnets swim into the green algae, one after another.

Doing some sewing of vulvas. I haven’t done any in a long while.

Silly conversations with Jonny in the evening before bed.

Got a personal best on Sudoku.

Stopping to watch the squirrel on my walk.

Deciding to be present on my walk, and not try to think too much. And the sun came flickering down through the trees.

Silly jokes with Jonny.

An actual proper hug from Jonny.

Lying in the park reading. And not the park right next to my house.

Seeing Jo, if only briefly, to return library books and eat a patis de natas and hug.

I also ate half a watermelon and took myself out for a Turkish lunch.

A walk in the rain.

The robin outside my window.

An email from Mark about Lewes.

The stone snake on the Parkland Walk.

Taking myself for a walk along… Parkland Walk.

Dad sending through a campsite he and pub he found for sale. I’m glad he’s getting into it!

Walks in forests and by wheat fields to a big barn.

A bigger dip in the water today.

Four weddings and a funeral.

Walking in the forest and through the grass.

Getting my calves wet and cool on the river by the ruins.

The beautiful houses in Minster Lovell.

A long walk on the heath with very changeable weather.

Tiny dogs with teeny legs.

Organising my fabric and folding and stacking it all neatly.

I took myself out for a walk along the Parkland Walk to make sure I moved and breathed.

The branding call with Liv and Oddbox. It helped make me feel more creative again.

Deciding to not do work in the afternoon and put together a pattern for a top I want to make.

Going out for a walk in the evening.

And ringing Jo whilst I was out.

Ultimate Beastmaster.

Finishing my trousers and making little dungas for Coop.

Going for a walk through the trees along the parkland path. No music, no podcast, just me and my thoughts. And I was kind to myself this time.

Buying another plastic box to sort my vulva making stuff into. I like organisation.

Seeing Jo in the park and talking about everything. I feel better now.

Going for a walk with Jonny at lunchtime. It was so sweet that he asked me to go with him.

Flowers from Corinne.

‘You’re the discharge friend!’

Sitting in Clissold park eating halloumi and avocado.

Sewing two little pairs of dungarees.

Georgie and Penny and the peanut butter penis.

Walking through Highgate Woods.

Peeing in Highgate Woods.

All the little birds, tiny robins and brave squirrels we saw.