the end was just the beginning
There's a record I need to set straight. It's about a story I wrote for http://www.mamamia.com.au this week. The story concerned my friend, Kathleen Folbigg. Kathleen is serving 26 years in jail for the murder of her four children. And there's something I need to clarify. Actually, there's a lot of things. OK, here goes ... I wasn't championing... Continue Reading →
Some weeks I stare at the newsstand and struggle to care about anything on offer. Other weeks I'm paralysed with indecision because everything looks sooooo good. This week is a soooooo good week, absolutely jammed with royal babies, revenge and retro gems. So, which mag did I choose? Which one did I regret not choosing? And which celebrity family... Continue Reading →
I got a text message yesterday that announced: "Congratulations! Your no. has won you 2,000,000 pounds in the freelotto.com mobile promo. For claims send ref uk9209 email: freelottery7@aol.co.uk Tel +4474401248." Woo-hoo! I'm a millionaire! Not. Now call my cynical (people do all the time) but I don't think this text message was genuine. I'm pretty sure the way lotteries work is by... Continue Reading →
I've written a blog called "My friend is in jail for murder" that's been published at Mamamia today. My regular readers will be pretty familiar with it, as it's a bit of a put-together of previous blogs I've written about Kathleen Folbigg. But check it out and let me know what you think. You can... Continue Reading →
People have been offering suggestions on subjects I should blog about. It's very thoughtful, because blogging can be a grind. Since I launched housegoeshome - almost a year ago - I've written 411 posts and my brain does get constipated sometimes. My sister pulled me aside at the school fundraiser on Saturday night to tell me about a friend of a friend who went for a massage in Oxford Street... Continue Reading →
I was a bit nervous about serving this to the Sprogs as it contains dried chipolte chillies (ordered from http://www.herbies.com.au). So I went for novelty presentation - a tortilla basket - to distract them from the new flavours. And it worked! They scoffed every mouthful. As it's simmered in a slow-cooker you can use really cheap... Continue Reading →
School fundraisers are a bugger to organise. I take my hat off to the amazing women who made ours happen last night. Freaking awesome dedication. I got exhausted just watching them transform our local pub into a Venetian palazzo. My paltry contribution was to tie endless knots in endless helium balloons and eat free hot chips, before popping home to shave my... Continue Reading →
Today at Village Voices I'm cooking with chevaps - those skinless snags you get at Woolies or Coles. If you haven't discovered them yet, I recommend giving them a try. They're a firm favourite with the Sprogs. Well, perhaps not when served with the recipe below, as it's more of a grown-up treat. But it's easy enough... Continue Reading →
As I squatted on a nature strip the other night, wiping Sprog 1's dog-poo-covered sandal on the wet grass, I cursed its deep treads. As I sniffed the floor of the car for stinky bits, I cursed the person who didn't pick up their dog's poo after it was extruded. As I realised Sprog 1 had trodden on her new library book with the dog-poo-covered sandal ... I breathed a huge... Continue Reading →
What's with all the Disney child stars wanting to get saucy way too early? Britney Spears, Vanessa Hudgens, Miley Cyrus ... sex tapes, naughty photos, going commando ... You didn't see Haley Mills carrying on with that sort of nonsense. Ah, those were the days, or the Sunday nights to be more accurate. Curled up on... Continue Reading →
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