I have a chequered Valentine's Day history. There have been some absolute shockers. Like my date at a fancy French restaurant where the woman at the next table screeched with outrage every time a French delicacy was served - from oysters to coddled eggs to rare steak. She was so incensed about everything being “f@#king... Continue Reading →

I've decided I need a long weekend without blogging, so I'm signing off until Tuesday. It's a bit tricky to find inspiration five days a week when working remotely ... and even harder to be funny. DD reckons I was funnier before my spirit was crushed by COVID, health issues, teenager wrangling and horrible bosses.... Continue Reading →

It's a bit unfair that the universe decides to give some people the double blessing of talent AND incredible good looks. All those singers who write No.1 songs and the actors who play Oscar winning roles who are super hawt as well … Take Nicholas Hoult ... who wouldn't ... He's ridiculously handsome and also... Continue Reading →

Not long after I pressed publish on my blog post yesterday, I had a Cat's In The Cradle epiphany about my daughter. My girl is just like me, she's was growing up just like me ... I arrived home at 7.30am after walking the dogs to the cafe for my morning coffee to find my... Continue Reading →

I hit the wall on Saturday evening. There were tears. Lots of them. I went to DD’s place for a bit of quiet time after our star-crossed lunch, but it got noisy instead. Well, I got noisy. I collapsed in a blithering mess after making it through a relentless week. The only time I stopped... Continue Reading →

A serendipitous thing happened over the weekend: my friend Nic's birthday fell on National Pisco Sour Day. You’re probably wondering what the hell a pisco is and why it’s sour. Pisco is a grape-distilled spirit that has become the national drink of Peru and a Pisco Sour is a cocktail that mixes the spirit with... Continue Reading →

It’s not often you get paid to sit in the dark at 9am and watch a live gig. It was so surreal to see Casey Donovan perform yesterday at the announcement of the full line-up for Great Southern Nights. It was my very first official outing as a ministerial corporate communications flack and it was... Continue Reading →

Life has given everyone a few lemons over the last two years. I'm getting better at turning mine into lemonade. I didn't even bat an eyelid when a nice Yorkshireman clambered onto my roof earlier this week and declared my terracotta tiles were shot. Quite literally - that's what they call the little shatter marks... Continue Reading →