the end was just the beginning
It's the end of an era. I'm leaving journalism. Hasta la vista, baby. I've been a journalist since I was 17, starting out as a cadet at The Newcastle Herald. Three years later, I made the transition to magazines: Studio, Design Series, Cosmopolitan, CLEO, Harper's Bazaar, Woman's Day, NW, Everyday Food ... After that came... Continue Reading →
I thought middle-aged dating was supposed to be a sedate affair, but DD had me up until all hours last night. I'm totally knackered this morning. I know what you're thinking ... yesterday she talked about sex in a ladies loo, today she goes on about being kept up all night ... She's leading us... Continue Reading →
You know that tanty I had about talking to strangers at the Lone Star Steakhouse over the weekend? Well DD was very amused when, not long after I declared the situation "pus" (he's also very amused by my Newie vernacular, did you call crappy things "pus" when you were a teenager?) I disappeared into the... Continue Reading →
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