Archives for posts with tag: walking

Making a new thing. Sewing a stripy jumper from stretchy fabric.

Walking up to Highgate Woods and seeing all the trees and light and leaves. Two hours of walking. I really needed it.

Seeing Eileen loving Zoom.

Making my new rusty coloured linen dungarees.

Finally getting back to the Parkland Walk.

Hearing Grandma and Granddad’s story by all of us on Zoom.

Aaaaand a conversation about orgasms with Sean on the phone before bed.

Three pairs of toddler dungarees. Very adorable.

The parkland walk. Again. And this time taking my old sewing machine to give to a pal. It felt so nice to be back outside in the sun and the greenery.

A healthy dinner that felt different and was something I’d made. I know I make all my food but this felt more made.

Realising that I wasn’t in front of a screen all day and that that is a lovely thing.

Some really great trees.

Finding a Henry hoover on the street and taking it home and cleaning ask the dirty fluffy corners.

I also got a free vegan peanut butter blondie from the Deli and I had a bath. Pretty good day.

Going for a walk with Jonny. Talking about Drag Race and Portugal and silly things. Noticing that the trees have grown leaves within days.

Ordering a sewing machine. And paying for it to arrive tomorrow.

Watching the video with me in, walk about people talking vulvas on Instagram.

Sitting in the sun in the living room, reading.

Being out in the park with the clear blue skies and the heat and the smell of summer. And a loaf of rye bread in my bag.

Grand Designs. And a lovely positive one too.

Taking the side path along the busy parkland walk. Quiet and leafy.

Deciding to be positive. Drinking a green tea on the sofa and trying to just be.

Jonny made me dinner. And then we finished Tiger King.

The Eggs trying to work out what Alec’s drawing was.

I went outside. For the whole day! Lots and lots of walking.

Being in the office (briefly) and talking to people. It felt quite normal. Plus I got to print the dungarees pattern again.

Walking for almost two hours. Looking at dogs. And trees. And graffiti.

The sky on the way home.

A good yoga with Adriene. Felt like I was doing something.

Alfie! He was so soft and just let me cuddle him.

Being out and walking through three parks.

Watching RuPaul with Jonny.

A message from someone on Instagram who said my feed has helped them feel more positively about their vulva.

Taking a little walk to kill time along the Thames, on some weird little back alley paths I’ve never walked on before.

Hearing Dr Jen Gunter on the Sliced Bread podcast about GOOP.

Walking alone down the hill and then back up again, getting my heart rate going.

Grace and Frankie.

Picking out an ingrown hair. And the side spot.

The moss and the waterfalls.

The stone bridge.

Lunch by the lake.

Walking slowly, taking in the new routes from my extra tubes and enjoying being outside.Talking to Kevin about mental health and Ludfa about politics over lunch. It wasn’t what I wanted to do but it was actually really nice.A slow start to the day, getting up later and doing a Yoga with Adriene before work. That was really lovely.

The beautiful sky on the walk to work.

Leaving the office to do the tubes in the fresh air, finishing in the park by my house, looking at the huge pile of Christmas trees.

Yoga and a to do list, in my comfy trousers.

I walked a lot today.

Max’s Sandwich Bar.

Buying the little vulva keyring and deciding to keep it for myself.

Setting up an Etsy shop and selling 6 out of 9 items within the first hour.

Face timing Jen.

Walking through London, crossing the river, bossing the meeting and talking about pink hippo milk.

Two hours walking round Hampstead Heath in the sun, taking photos of the beautiful autumn leaves.

Baked apples, from Jonny.

Jen cheering me up with emails to a straight woman.

Lunch with Rosie and Jim.

Showing them my favourite bits of the Tate.

Walking home, finding new streets.

A walk through Hampstead Heath with cute dogs and sunshine and a view of London.

Camden Arts Center. One if my favourite galleries in London. So calm and beautiful and never ever busy.

A nice message from Andrew.

Sewing a dungaree dress. And really quickly too.

A smile from a friendly pedestrian.

Buying a half price years porn subscription.

We made it! Day four. All the way to Ushguli in the hot hot heat. More butterflies, more wildflowers, more damn inclines!The window opening in the taxi on the way back.Climbing to the top of the old tower and sitting on the rickety wooden roof, looking out over Mestia.

Day three. Still so beautiful. The glacier, the meadows, the bright blue sky. The thousands upon thousands of butterflies.

Crossing the river by horse.

Nice guesthouse buddies! The Scottish couple and the Irish and Chinese couple.

Day two of the hike. So damn beautiful! Wildflower meadows, butterflies and incredible views. Plus lovely weather.

Doing Oliver jumps and Sound of Music frollicking in the meadows.

Exploring the tiny old village of Adishi. Towers, run down buildings and cows.

The walk from Mestia to Zhabeshi.

The meadows, the clouds, the views, the pigs, the quick river crossing in a car, the jumping nipples. All of it.The cute guesthouse with mad shower. It has buttons for lights and even a telephone.

Finishing an expert sudoku. With minimal accidental cheating.

Cheering on Jonny at the Hackney Half. So glad I saw him.

A fun date with James. Lots of laughing.

Walking home with a beautiful sky and good music.

Some ridiculous dating profiles out there today

No Country For Young Women as I walked in the sun

The end of yoga. So relaxed. Never wanted to move.

Swimming.

Walking through the park on the way back home. Everything is green and it wasn’t cold.

Looking at my vulva and taking sexy photos of myself. I never do that but it felt good and confidence boosting.

Green smoothie and berries for breakfast with tea and some Murakami.

Walking walking walking and meeting Jonny at the White Cube

Watching a bit of the marathon. It’s surprisingly emotional.

Black tulips!

The tree outside our house has sprouted out all green leaves since we’ve been away.

Walking down to Southwark. And then back up to almost King’s Cross.