the end was just the beginning
NO BALLS plural noun 1. "In the sport of cricket a No ball is a penalty against the fielding team, usually as a result of an illegal delivery by the bowler. The delivery of a No ball results in one run - two under some Regulations - to be added to the batting team's score, and an additional ball must be bowled." (Wikipedia) 2. "An expression said... Continue Reading →
While the death of Mick Jagger's partner cast a pall over the week, there was happy news with first pics of The Poo's new bub and fun shots of the stars celebrating St Patrick's Day ... >> The most shocking - and tragic - celebrity news of the week was that Mick Jagger's partner of... Continue Reading →
I haven't thought much about my musical taste in the past 23 years. I've clung to my Neil Finn addiction, but Husband generally curated the soundtrack of our lives. He loves his music. (Well, aside from Neil Finn, who he passionately hates.) I once used my influence as deputy editor of Cosmopolitan magazine to score... Continue Reading →
It's been hard to understand and process the last six months. But over the past week I've felt like I'm finally getting answers. And its kinda blown my mind. I've been given some surprising psycho-babble labels for my journey, gone away for a snuggle with my best friend Dr Google and started researching them. It's... Continue Reading →
It's a bittersweet birthday this year. I turn 46 today and 23 years ago I met Husband. So that's officially half my life ... geez I can't even begin to give you a word or phrase that encapsulates the sadness of it all. And today will be my first birthday since our fateful meeting in... Continue Reading →
The eldest hit the hotplates again last night and it was gooood. She whipped up a gorgeous dish of bacon and avocado linguine, then we curled up on the sofa and scoffed it while watching Ferris Bueller's Day Off. I wasn't keen for Ferris, but the eldest was insistent. She'd watched half the movie at a... Continue Reading →
It was glorious around my neck of the woods yesterday. A golden autumn interlude, all crisp and bright after the recent rain. Mind you, it didn't stop me waking bleak. But the beautiful day refused to let me stay that way. Its insidious attack started early: my youngest is a fitness fanatic and insisted on... Continue Reading →
It was a week of revelations for the celebs (aka business as usual) ... sex, diet, nose jobs ... you name it. Here's what went down ... >> Susan Sarandon's daughter, actress Eva Amurri, announced via WhoSay that she's having a baby girl. She posted a picture of a pair of her own red heels... Continue Reading →
I'm being haunted by a little thing called regret this week. Geez it's a cruel bastard. I wrote a blog about regret after I got sacked a few years ago. A lot has happened since then, and yet in many ways nothing has changed at all. Here's what I said back in 2012 ... “What’s done... Continue Reading →
The house jooshing has ground to a halt following an ill-advised brush (or should that be tarring?) with mixed drinks on Monday night. I'd been so chipper and go-get-em until then too. Blah. Fortunately I made some progress in the living room before the setback. So I thought I'd share the shots ... That's my... Continue Reading →
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