Last night under promised and over delivered big time. I was invited to the launch of G Flip’s new alcoholic juice range - Box - at a scruffy pub in Chippendale called the Lord Gladstone. I belatedly realised as I walked up Regent Street in the drizzling rain that “The Gladdy” was the location of... Continue Reading →

The well-heeled and retired are a surprisingly voracious breed when it comes to a freebie. We were five minutes late to a Ponant cruising information session last night - a rookie error. All the grazing platters in the room were completely empty, there wasn't a slice of salami or a wedge of cheese to be... Continue Reading →

I was totally knacked last night after hauling a double bed, desk, chair, TV and other assorted household items to the youngest's first share house. DD borrowed a vintage ute from his friend D2 - it still had a cassette player in it (!!!) - and we rattled along the highway together, with DD patiently... Continue Reading →

Twenty year olds are a strange breed. They order home-delivered hamburgers at 11pm after you've fed them a substantial dinner at 8pm. They try to be thoughtful and put "DO NOT ring the doorbell" on the order, but the Uber Eats driver doesn’t read the instructions and rings it twice anyway. When I was their... Continue Reading →

What are the odds of both your child and your dog requiring medical assistance for eye infections on the same day? If you're HouseGoesHome those odds are very high! The eldest's eye is an absolute shocker. The infection marred the last week of their holiday in France, which is so disappointing. I booked an appointment... Continue Reading →

I love that a 14-year-old dancer from Kurri Kurri called Elih Egan (pictured above) took home the winning title in the 2024 Sydney Eisteddfod Ballet Junior Age Group over the weekend. So cool! Very Billy Elliott! In fact, three Hunter Valley boys triumphed during the Sydney Opera House event, including Elih (who also scored an... Continue Reading →

The eldest is returning from his French holiday this morning and I feel like such a heel for not collecting him from the airport. The plane lands at 8am, which is peak hour for Sydney traffic. Tuesday is also the you-must-be-in-the-office day at my work. I have such a bad case of mother guilt. It... Continue Reading →

I had a great weekend and I hope you did too. I feel a bit guilty saying that when the evening news is a 60-minute horror story, the United States is transforming into a real-life chapter of The Handmaid's Tale and an IT glitch has caused complete chaos across the world. (I am fascinated that the... Continue Reading →

It was a blessedly quiet - and dry - Thursday night at my place as I wound down from too much fun. I’ve saved a fortune on groceries while the kids are away - I was fed at fancy events for three evenings this week, then last night I dined on Venezuelan leftovers - Morena... Continue Reading →

It's been a epic week and it's only Thursday morning. I went to my third event in three days last night and they’ve all been big affairs that have kept me up past my usual bedtime. I may have to put a weekly event limit on myself. It’s been heaps of fun, but exhausting when... Continue Reading →