The youngest's skipping club held its Christmas gathering last night. Oh, and I am also skipping Christmas, literally. So the heading on this blog post serves a dual purpose. But more about that in a moment. In the past, the club would hold a dinner at the local golf club, but there has been nothing... Continue Reading →

I've always had an inflated sense of my own height. I'm lucky to be 5ft 5in, my ex is 5ft 11in, but I would often insist that I was almost at his level. That was patently not true, but I've never felt short. So I was shocked when a bloke told me during my early... Continue Reading →

These legends just got a Bronze medal at the IJRU 2021 International Open Skipping Tournament. I am very proud! Due to COVID, the competition was delayed and virtual. Rather than flying to Canada to compete, the girls had to film their routine and send it to the international judges to be evaluated. Lockdowns made that... Continue Reading →

I was about to tell a bloke last night - who I thought was the head of Coopers Brewing - how much I admired his beer brand when I felt a twinge of uncertainty. I whispered in the ear of the woman standing beside me: "Is that Tim Cooper or Anthony Albanese?" It was Anthony... Continue Reading →

I was walking with friends on Saturday morning when we stumbled across a blow-up Santa of epic proportions, which was waving at us from someone’s driveway. Being sensible, middle-aged women, our initial concern was how much power would be required to keep him inflated 24/7. My friend Fee has extensive knowledge of such things, as... Continue Reading →

I sipped a cocktail last night while a latex mermaid writhed at my feet. As you do. I’d invited my lovely friend Sam to the opening night of an art exhibition - I had two free tickets from Bombay Sapphire, which was hosting a pop-up bar at the event. As we sipped our complimentary cocktails,... Continue Reading →

It's quite the slice of life when you find yourself drinking espresso martinis at a cocktail party at 8am … and still sipping them at 6pm that night … Ah, the joys of being a booze journo! Before you start worrying about the state of my liver, the morning cocktails were non alcoholic. I headed... Continue Reading →