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This is blip number 700.
So that's 007 backwards...

I took nearly 200 photos today. None is brilliant, but plenty made me smile. Especially the ones I took of the many people setting off for The Tour de Piss this evening. It's self explanatory really: loads of people going on a pub crawl on bicycles. The added interest is fancy dress - this year 1980s glam rock. Unfortunately there were loads of cars in the way and I didn't get a good shot.

I started the day with an anxiety attack, which meant I wasted a lot of time pacing like a hunted animal. I managed to pull myself together eventually do some yoga, play the flute, and feed Tess, feed the dog, take the dog for a walk and make a bit more progress with the VAT return. I can't discuss what caused the anxiety here, but I was pretty annoyed really. I've found a couple of years of navel-gazing has helped me to recognise what anxiety does to me physically and mentally, and I'm able to feel a lot healthier and happier when I avoid things I'm not comfortable with and would only be doing out of social obligation or some guilt trip of some kind. I've suffered with stomach pains for as long as I can remember - I remember standing in the school playground clutching my stomach as a young child, but recently I've had weeks with no pain. I can directly relate that to my simpler, happier lifestyle. I've had fewer mood swings and less brain fog too. Nothing's completely better but in a way I feel like I've had a holiday.
I'm determined that what makes me smile and what gives me less illhealth must continue. I can honestly say I've recently found some kind of fulfilment I've never felt before.

Talking of which, we ate our first home-grown cucumber today. And, as you can see, the runner bean plants are running away too.
I'm so content just padding around the garden and saying hello to the toad in the greenhouse and watching things grown and change.

I was meant to have a quiet life.