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My last weekend in Bournemouth was jam packed with laughter, despite EBF not being there. She had to go to her Gran’s for the weekend and maintain favourite status. So instead, I hung out with her friends.
I spent a lot of the day time on my own; thinking, observing, writing… being. Some things would make me smile and some things would make me wonder about human behaviour and how we work. After another visit to the … Continue reading
While EBF was at work, I explored Bournemouth. I’d spend afternoons down at the park beneath the hot air balloon; with headphones in my ears, people watching, and writing. I’d sit in cafes; sipping on espresso and eating cake, listening … Continue reading
The new hair style came with a celebration outing. I hadn’t even told EBF that I’d booked it in to get it done. So when I opened the door, she just looked up at me with her mouth agape; like … Continue reading