A late 2025 look back but would be rude not to. The most brutal beautiful and silly year of my life thus far. Grateful for every challenge followed by moments of joy, everyone that I’ve worked with, my family and friends old and new. Truly the year of the snake 🐍
In May I walked 340km up and down many a hill and mountain across Spain, slept in a monastery, walked at least 100km alongside a priest who then served me communion in the pilgrim mass at the Catedral de Santiago.
I spent the rest of summer being a hooligana during the Women’s Euros and watching yet another England v Spain final (stress). And I got my first 1st AC TV credit!!
In September I was arrested for peacefully protesting and holding a cardboard sign opposing a genocide and the proscription of P@lestine@ction (and caught on BBC News stress smoking my 5th vogue cig lol), spent that night in a custody cell. Then because life is extra silly, went on to work on a film around a real working prison.
I’ve recently spent my Saturdays painting and drawing portraits something that I’ve found very scary and avoided for years.
Built lots of cameras, wore a few of great fits, played lots of jazz music to cows and danced anywhere and everywhere.
The final dreamy cherry on top, thanks to my final job of the year, can now say that I’ve saved a couple of goals at Wembley ❤️🔥
Oh and ended the year seeing in 2026 in Rio at Copacana beach 🇧🇷
I feel very rich and lucky for all the places and experiences life has taken me to this year and all the people I’ve met and paths crossed.
Thank you to those who have supported me along the way and have hired me/brought me onto jobs and kept me ticking 🫶
Have to make a separate post for all the animals I met along the way because they got me through and were honestly a highlight for me!
Shoutout Peter and Maximilian the monastery cats, Toni the German Shepherd @apocinademuniz , all the cows who liked jazz music, all the village dogs and cats, the sweet donkey who just wanted pets from everyone, love you all!! ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
Please also enjoy my out of breath baby voices ok bye xoxo
It’s been 2 months since I walked 340km through Asturias and Galicia on the Camino Primitivo, I’m not sure I’ll ever find the right words (or selection of pictures) to describe the experience but I’ll give it a go.
It was one of the hardest things I’ve done both physically + mentally. I went in search to come back to myself but also to find connection with others. But that first week, whilst the views through Asturias were absolute beautiful and breathtaking, there were a lot of times I never felt more alone, walking much of the time by myself - and there was a harshness in having to find solace and acceptance with that, in that moment, but also I felt in life.
The day of Ruta Hospitales which has 1200m elevation, on the top of the mountains above the clouds, I genuinely thought I entered heaven, surrounded by wild cows and the sound of the bells - I would have happily stayed there forever. However the descent and what followed I can only describe as entering hell’s infierno where the path to the town seemed never ending, the heat was relentless, not a lick of shade in sight and zero facilities aka water! But I made it in the end!
Going into the second week is when I feel like I really started to become friends with truly amazing people of all ages, from all walks of life and from all over the world. We walked together, we drank and ate together and talked about love, life, religion, spirituality, our crossroads, the world and our places in it. And I really wasn’t as alone as I thought I was. Maybe I never had been.
When I got to Santiago de Compostela the first thing I saw was the 🇵🇸 flag in the square, I had walked in that day with the flag on my backpack, and I just fell to ground and cried because there were so many times I didn’t think I would make it and seeing the flag also there I just felt solidarity.
I think about this trip every single day. And the days I really think about it I want to cry about the whole experience not for sadness or happiness per se but just pure emotion of how everything happened. It was one of the most brutal yet beautiful experiences. A true yin and yang. It broke me and put me back together again all on the same path.
Incase it wasn’t known, I love a bloody long walk.
This was the Cuckmere Pilgrim Path which is an 18km circular walk (somehow clocked 22km but probably due to getting lost a few times). The path links 7 ancient churches and at each one you can get a little stamp (dopamine reward levels on 100). Started in Berwick and halfway in there was a very cute lovely village called Alfriston to stop for a cheeky half, lunch, and mooch in some shops but not for too long for me as had to get a move on as I started the walk a bit late.
Anyway definitely recommend.
'El Camino is life, because life itself es un camino' - Rocio Díaz
One of the most beautiful and magical experiences of my life so far. Incredibly grateful for how everything aligned, every animal and human I met and made friends with along the way ❤
El Camino Ingles - Ferrol to Santiago de Compostela, 6 days, 118m
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missing málagita and my morning swims, feeling like a distant dream already but had the best time with @ballan1234 and his family 🌊🌕❣
(many highlights but the last night swimming under a full moon was v special)
The very next day after Ballan and I had completed walking 113km in 4 days, I got an email from @mothdrinks saying I'd won a competition (the first person didn't reply oops) for VIP tickets to Mighty Hoopla plus a hotel stay 💅 and our chill weekend plans were v promptly cancelled. Honestly what a ride! 💗🌈💫
A time was had, hot dogs, ice cream, sparkling wine, cabins, freia, smash, lots of cold swims, lots of reindeer and endless views of stunning mountains and fjords.
Narvik and Lofoten Islands in May 2024 w @natashatrichards and our dad.
Super grateful to have one of my paintings at the @therocketvancoffeeshop spring group exhibition, guest curated by @andrewlogansculptor
Thank you to my A1 gyals @julia5275@ruby_todd for joining me at the private view today and taking all the pics (even when I hated it)
I'll be here tomorrow from 8pm if you want to join, loads of great art to see! But it's also open the rest of the weekend:
Friday 3rd (8am to 11pm,) Saturday 4th (8am to 4pm), and Sunday 5th May (9am to 4pm)
Love ya, thanks universe bye ❣❣❣
