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Spending the day making vulvas at WOW and chatting about all the vagina. Such a great day!

Watching the twerking workshop. I wish I could have joined in.

Being asked to do more workshops, give talks and come along to Vagina Days.

We took BOW to WOW. And it was amazing.

One woman told us it was the reason she bought a ticket for WOW.

Meeting Mary.


Women chats with Holly over breakfast. Well, willy chats.

A day at WOW. As inspiring and eye opening as ever. I just love being there.

Having some time alone, in London. I really enjoy having a day off during the week. It feels really good. 

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Pube. The one woman, one-to-one show at WoW where I undressed, washed my pubes and then cut some off to give to a woman who stuck them into a portrait of me.
Sue Perkins fucking up the start of her song. And Sandi saying ‘well it was shorter than I expected’
Singing on stage with 140 women and Sister Sledge to 2000 people, including Jude Kelly and Sandi Toksvig. Brilliant women and absolute idols. What an amazing night!

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Colour by numbers vulva by Jo Harrison at WoW
Sophie Walker’s speech for Mayor. She’s so so brilliant.
Dinner date with Jonny. Spent way too much money but it was worth every penny. Such a babe.

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Walking across the bridge, looking across at misty London and getting a kick of ‘oh I’m so lucky to live here’
WoW festival. My first time and my first of three days. I spent it by myself, with hundreds of other brilliant and interesting feminists. A really lovely, lovely day.
Delicious, proper Chinese food with my fabulous friends. Well done Ming.

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Rehearsing for Mirth Control and seeing our view out into the Royal Festival Hall from where we’ll be singing. Eek!
So much walking. Over two hours of London walking. And claimed as working hours. Win.
‘Who gave you that computer? The 1980’s?’

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The birds singing as I meditated in the morning
WoW festival press night. I’m so excited for WoW festival. I can’t believe I’ve still never been. This is the year.
Crumpets for elevensies. I love crumpets!