Time to rest

As you've probably guessed from my blog posts this week, I need a rest. So I'm taking a week off from everything from housework to blogging. It starts tonight - can’t wait, can’t wait, can’t wait! I’m celebrating the long-awaited cessation by getting my first haircut in six months at 6pm, then grabbing takeaway BBQ... Continue Reading →

Soooooooo slow

I am trapped in the middle of the longest mini-renovation EVER. It has been weeks and weeks and weeks and WEEKS. A bloke finally started the tiling yesterday. Woo-hoo! He kept asking tricky questions like: "What way do you want the tiles laid?" and "Do you want light grey grout or dark grey grout?" I... Continue Reading →

Freedom of choice

My least favourite phrase used to be "first-world problem" ... because what other sort of problem was someone living in the first world supposed to have? Ironically, COVID-19 means the whole world shares the same problem for the first time. Rather than bringing us closer together, it feels like we’ve never been further apart. “World... Continue Reading →

Guilty pleasure

As I was clambering down from Barrenjoey Lighthouse yesterday, a perfect stranger did something totally unexpected. She told me she loved my blog. I was so startled. I haven't been recognised publicly since I put a "How to blow like a pro" coverline on Singapore CLEO back in 2000. There was a lot of whispering... Continue Reading →

Losing the plot

I'm mostly OK about the Jamala Wildlife Lodge incident now ... but still mildly outraged ... don’t upset a menopausal woman. Just don't. I‘m also wondering if people are losing the plot a little during COVID-19. A friend suggested that the Jamala manager's response might be a sign that she is personally at a breaking... Continue Reading →

Let it go

I am not very good at "letting things go" and I’m getting worse at it with age. I dwell and sigh and mooch for days. I normally do everything I can to avoid conflict because I can't cope with the negativity that it brings. But, as mentioned in yesterday's blog, I couldn't help myself and... Continue Reading →

Now and then

I’ve joined a Facebook group filled with former magazine colleagues reminiscing about the good old days. They've been posting photographs of the extravagant staff Christmas parties, the glamorous on-site gym, the lavish Christmas hampers and other fabulous stuff. They were very good old days indeed. The main pic on today’s blog post is the Cosmo... Continue Reading →

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