Today was utterly won­der­ful. A mar­vel­lous picnic in the park with a parade of lovely friends, in the sun (although the wind was a bit of a pain) and then I wandered up High Street to the High Vibes fest­ival where I bumped into many other friends and acquaint­ances, some of whom I hadn’t seen for a few months and who were amused and/or sur­prised to see I was preg­nant, indulged in an intensely deli­cious organic, fair trade spiced orange hot chocol­ate with cashew milk, and danced my little tush off to Tsigas, a gypsy ensemble play­ing on the street, while hanging out with one of my stu­dents and her friends. I always really enjoy events like this: I love being on my own, being my own agent, float­ing from group to group as I please or wan­der­ing on my own. And next year, I’ll have a little bub with me, to dance and jiggle with like so many of the other mums and dads I saw.

I’m really loving life right now. I hope that for any of you who are going through dark times that there’s some­thing you can hold on to and take pleas­ure in, because one day in the future, it will get better.