Totally orgasmic silverbeet and blue cheese gratin

I brought a casserole of this divine stuff to my parents' house for the holidays, as you do, when you are me. We had it with sausages on Thursday night and I'm scoffing the leftovers tonight after a few hours at a wine bar with a lovely Twitter friend. There's been no time to nibble... Continue Reading →

Prison jammies

There are certain items you can post to prisoners. Undies. Bottle green shorts. Books. No nail files. My friend in jail asked if I could send her some summer pyjamas. I checked what was "allowed" with a prison guard. She told me they had to be cotton with 3/4 length pants and a patterned t-shirt... Continue Reading →

Talking dirty

I'm staying at my parent's house for four nights with the Sprogs. This is stressful for someone with anxiety problems because my parents' house is very, very tidy and myself and the Sprogs are not. I find myself uttering unfamiliar phrases such as "Dad, where's the dust-buster?" when the Sprogs scatter bits of shell and... Continue Reading →

HouseGoesHollywood: Daniel Radcliffe’s boozy night, Kylie Minogue flashes her butt, Tom Cruise’s puff piece

Kristen Stewart & Robert Pattison living together again! Twilight fans rejoice - those reports that Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison have reconciled might be true. "They are living together and have reconciled," an insider tells Us Weekly. Lainey Gossip says: "My sources tell me that though things are “fragile” as Pattinson works out his trust issues, they are... Continue Reading →

HouseGoesHollywood: Rihanna’s crazy love for Chris, Joel Madden’s a zombie, Beyonce pregnant?

Lady Gaga's bulimia confession Lady Gaga shared a photo of herself wearing yellow lingerie on her Little Monsters website yesterday, confessing in the caption: "[I've battled] bulimia and anorexia since I was 15" “but today I join the body revolution” “to inspire bravery”. "Hey Guys its Gaga… Now that the body revolution has begun, be brave and post... Continue Reading →

HouseOnHoliday: Can’t start a fire without a spark

A year ago today, the Household did something very, very silly. We went to a fireworks parade in Barcelona. It was exhilarating and terrifying in equal measures. To celebrate its anniversary we're doing something similarly nuts - going swimming at Maroubra. (After going to something that Husband informed me at 5.30am he bought on a... Continue Reading →

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