I love this view from outside the club. Moody.

I was definitely open last night after a 6 hour marathon dance off sesh in Bristol’s warehouse club Motion. I got down. I got dirty. Fast beats shook my body (sometimes too much!). I felt light. I overcame exhaustion. A great way to celebrate new beginnings. Shimmy on pixies. 💜

Yay Dee Dee’s driving. 😻

New playground. ❤️

Tune!

I can feel their heartbeats. 😻😻

Officially the last day of housesitting today. 🥳 Cattos have other ideas. 🤔

I visited the cake shop of my childhood today. Chocolate cream puffs, cream doughnuts, florentines. Omg I loved them all. And I loved them again today. I’m surprised I didn’t burst with excitement. Welcome to the world of Bird’s Bakery. I give you CAKES. Happy happy nom nom.

Incorporating twenty star jumps into my dance sesh tonight made me remember just how free and loose my body was as a kid. Also, just how important weight bearing exercises are. I could feel my brain connecting with my feet, gravity got involved and everything felt expansive man.

And what’s going on in here exactly? Miss Dee Dee can’t resist an open, snuggly harp bag.

Dee Dee: Queen of the World.
Me: Eeeeeeek.

I does like fishfingies pwease. Fankuu.

Good boy sweet doggo. Getting ready to be his master’s eyes once more.

Exqueeeeze me. Where’s my chimken pie?

Gain ok Holly.
Play to me please.
Zzzzzz.

Jack?
Yeah?
I really love you.
I love you too Dee Dee.

I bring you this song. Another way musical beats help my body to express itself. My hips went crazy. Pushing forward. Feeling strong. Big movement in shoulders. Up and down. Rocking out. Body exploration. I’m awakening. I’m charged. I’m doing it. Beats take me on adventures. Woo!

An eclectic selection of beats and rhythms is important for my body to grow and expand. I go deeper into my mechanics when I connect to a new vibe. I stretch and tune my muscles to the rhythm of each song. I noticed during this song I explored my gravitational bounce a fair bit.

Catto friend.

34 - I’m back after an enforced break and practising the art of podcasting again. With the help of some Shiraz. This is about my recent life choices and changes ahead.

Trapped with no car and no chocolate. This is serious.

Don’t mind me. I’m just snogging Jack. (I’m actually quite drunk).

I think I would like some chicken soup and dumplings please…

Grand Champion Gorgeous Boy.

Out for the count.