Having a nap in the sun on the sofa.
Going for a walk and it being sunny and warm and feeling like a spring day.
Jo telling me about having to milk herself whilst staring at Noah.
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Having the window a little bit open and hearing a pigeon rustling about in the tree outside, munching on the red berries.
Breaking out the emergency Japanese chocolate.
That warm cosy feeling you get sheet a shower halfway through the day.
Lols with Alec and Doug and some other eggs at the pub. Ice cream man, cream pie and vulva casting.
Chips.
Getting into bed with a hot water bottle after walking home in the rain.
Free Love Bar for using my Monzo card. Not because I was extra polite to the guy like I thought…
The sun felt genuinely warm on my face when I wasn’t in the wind. I feel so excited for Spring.
Showing off my skirt to an impressed Sarah via a dirty mirror working toilet selfie
Having an iced coffee in the sun outside the new (to us) coffee place near our new house.
Walking slowly round Paks, looking at everything and not feeling rushed.
Lying in the park, reading in the sun on my own. It’s been a really relaxing quiet day.
Washed sheets. Dried them in the sun. Back on the bed and day, smelling amazing. That’s the dream right there.
Walking back from signing the contract, along our quiet sunny road. Everything feels lovely when the sun is out.
Warm dark evenings. It feels like being on holiday. It makes everything feel different.
I really liked the splat mark of my teabag this morning.
Chatting to the lovely friendly woman on the Scottish food stall.
Walking home in the sunny warm evening, popping into a new charity shop and trying a few roads I haven’t walked down before.
My wonderful parents bought me a Kindle. And it arrived today!
The warm weather has made seemingly made a load of students appear, laughing and having fun
I got off the tube a stop early and walked back in the warm evening air thinking about how different everything feels when it’s hotter. London suddenly feels like a European city rather than a British city. If that makes any sense
Walking in the sun and feeling warm
Watching the giant pillow fight in Trafalgar Square
Trying on the most purple trousers you’ve ever seen, laughing at them with my friend, and then buying them. This may have been a mistake.
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Being told how much fun I was last night. Which is always nice to hear.
The sun. Bright and warm and very welcomed as winter starts to fade away (hopefully)
You’ve Been Framed. Always.
Three little things 