I am not an athletic person. Sure, I go to the gym, but that's a late-in-life development and I stick to stuff that doesn't require much co-ordination. When I was in primary school, teachers made fun of how hopeless I was at sport. They'd do impressions of me flailing about to make my classmates laugh.... Continue Reading →

DD has been trying to teach me to scream into a pillow. Er ... not in a sexual way ...   The screaming-into-a-pillow thing is about releasing my anger without making the neighbours think I'm being murdered. I'm not very good at releasing my anger. I'm a bit like Richard Gere in Pretty Woman. You... Continue Reading →

I have no idea how I grew up in Newcastle and spent years visiting in-laws on the Central Coast, yet never knew Somersby Falls existed. Somersby had always seemed such an in-betweeny place to me - just a turn-off on the freeway during my trips back to Newie. But DD's friends hired a house there for... Continue Reading →

How did you ring in 2016? DD and I crashed a party held by my sister's friends. So many lovely, friendly people and THE BEST slow-cooked beef brisket sliders with mac 'n' cheese and coleslaw. Mmmmmm. At 9pm we nicked off to the harbour to watch the fireworks from DD's favourite secret spot. Before After... Continue Reading →