It's time to have another crack at warbling a little song I wrote - with a little help from Sinead O'Connor - back in January 2013. It went like this ... Nothing compares 2 Food It’s been seven hours and fifteen seconds Since I took the carbs away I lay awake all night and I... Continue Reading →
First streaks and vegan feet
My eldest daughter starts high school tomorrow. Far out! It brings to mind those words Martin Amis once wrote: "That went a bit quick. In certain moods, you may want to put it rather more forcefully. As in: OY!! THAT went a BIT FUCKING QUICK!!!..." Mind you, she looks like she started high school four... Continue Reading →
Oh, the irony!
I've been blissfully on holidays for more than a week. No early starts, no rushed commutes. You'd think that would have been a good chance to catch up on sleep, but noooooo. I've been waking up around 3 or 4am every morning in a total panic. It takes me about an hour or two to... Continue Reading →
Feelin’ hot, hot, hot
Far out it's been hot this week in Sydney. I had all these plans for cleaning the house and organising my life, but I just lay limply on the couch. The kids and I wanly watch TV while an inadequate $10 fan faintly breezes us. Around 3pm every afternoon I text my sister and ask... Continue Reading →
Remembering glory days
I can't quite believe CLEO magazine is gone. Rumours swirled last week that the iconic title was getting the chop. While a spokesman swore it wasn't true, it was pretty hard to ignore the cold, hard facts. Circulation was scarily low - women in their late teens and early 20s don't read magazines the way... Continue Reading →
Grounding the helicopter
I haven't been the most relaxed of parents when it comes to the outside world. The kids don't wander up to the park to play on their own. The eldest has NO idea how to get home from school, despite living only 10 minutes walk away. They've caught the occasional school bus with a friend,... Continue Reading →
My little princesses
I felt like such a heel for sending the dogs to a boarding kennel for three days while I was in Newcastle. No one will let them go to their house for sleepovers because they are such terrors. Oh they don't bite or anything, but you have to be vigilant about the wee/poo situation and they... Continue Reading →
A different sort of blues
The kids' week with their grandparents was a huge success. They were well-behaved, nothing got broken. Phew! I drove up to Newcastle on Saturday and took them out for fish and chips and a beach walk to celebrate. I love the walk from Merewether to Bar Beach. It's gorgeous. It was filled with beautiful moments... Continue Reading →
Self-indulge me …
I've fallen truly, madly, deeply (vale the wonderful Alan Rickman) in love with Instagram. I like the way you can crop and filter the shots and create little artworks that you send out into the ether. It's bulk fun. I know some people think filters are cheating, but photographers have always been manipulating images, it's... Continue Reading →
Sexy time with the other DD
Waaaaay back in the ’90s, when I was the production editor of Cosmopolitan magazine, I was obsessed with another DD ... David Duchovny. My office was plastered with pictures of The X-Files star and I was just a little bit crazed about him. So I shouldn't be so surprised when the editor of Woman’s Day... Continue Reading →