Killing me with kindness

It has been unexpectedly kind of so many people to offer me seats on buses over the past few weeks ... ... and also slightly devastating. How old do they think I look? Do 56 year olds really need to be offered seats on public transport? Or do I actually look 66? Admittedly I struggle... Continue Reading →

Sad and glad

I received an exciting call yesterday: our application for an apartment in Melbourne has been accepted. The call came at 9.30am, which is VERY early for the eldest, but I decided to yell the good news through his bedroom door and wake him up. It is getting very real now. The eldest is heading interstate... Continue Reading →

The agony of indecision

There are 30 tabs open on my laptop and 28 of them are for stinger suits. I am obsessed with finding the perfect one to protect me when I go snorkelling on the Great Barrier Reef during stinger season. I do not trust the cruise ship to have appropriate stinger protection as they couldn't even... Continue Reading →

It’s a long story

Last week totally got away from me - I failed to blog twice, which is highly unusual. My excuse: I was tired from my epic Melbourne journey and life got super hectic. There was medical stuff to sort out for the kids, there was rental stuff to sort out for the kids, there was rental... Continue Reading →

Death wishes

Geez it’s depressing to meet with a solicitor to organise your will, power of attorney and enduring guardianship documents. She bombarded me with very big questions like whether I want to be taken off life support if there’s no hope of recovery and whether I want to be buried or cremated and who should choose... Continue Reading →

Down memory lane

I still can't believe I drove to Melbourne for the weekend … without spending one whole day there. We arrived just before 9am on Saturday and departed just before lunch on Sunday. It was a punishing schedule, but Sunday was an oddly wonderful day. It started with me waking up at the crack of dawn... Continue Reading →

The least of my worries

You know how I was nervous about doing hook turns in Melbourne? Well, that turned out to be the least of my worries. The youngest dropped the eldest and I at the airport on Friday afternoon ahead of our flat-hunting adventure down south. The winds in Sydney were verging on cyclonic when we left the... Continue Reading →

Coping with the loss

I'm going flat hunting with the eldest tomorrow in Melbourne. And, I can't quite believe I'm saying this, but I'm a bit scared. I don't think I've ever hired a car on my own before and I've never driven in Melbourne. I know. I'm 56. What have I been doing with my life? I am... Continue Reading →

True lies

I was annoyed on Christmas Day when Facebook removed one of my posts. It discussed how on one of my Drinks Digest articles about XXXX beer had been mistakenly clicked on by non-English speakers seeking porn. This is what it said ... Seriously? Of all the awful content lurking on social media, you decided my... Continue Reading →

Women are from Venus

It’s been more than 10 years since DD and I started dating and we might have passed our use-by date on moving in together. There is no burning desire to cohabitate. It would be cheaper to run one household rather than two, but we like having our own space. The youngest's boyfriend is confounded by... Continue Reading →

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