Day 55.

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Monkeys and bow ties. Whether it’s because they both have a tendency towards the eccentric, or that his tiny face peeks preciously above something so dainty, they compliment each other completely. This is my new biscuit tin. But I don’t have any biscuits. #100happydays #day55

Day 45.

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The first time I stepped on a film set it oozed with the allure I had always envisaged it would. Fifteen hours in, all but dead on my feet, I could still summon a smile. My head takes up residence in la la land for much of the time, it’s itching for the writer’s seat on set, so why not bring a little of the magic into our living room? #100happydays #day45

Day 44.

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I set my heart on building a library in my home when I began planning my dream abode in a sketch book at my Aunt and Uncle’s house one summer when I was eight. The plans were over ambitious and immensely excessive, not one room measured under ten metres, but in my driven, one might say naive, mind they were completely obtainable. I don’t have the library, yet. But upon discovery of this curtain I am certainly closer than I have ever been before. #100happydays #day44

Day 37.

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I might be an incredibly tragic individual whose Saturday evening was deemed victorious by a length of neon green cable, but I have been waxing lyrical that this stuff is the future of light fittings for the past two years, so I was happy to find a rainbow filled nest of them on my local high street. Farewell boring monotoned leads. #100happydays #day37