I am having rage management issues at the moment and Harry Fong is really setting me off. Harry is running for political office with the Trumpet of Patriots party. I loathe the Trumpet of Patriots party. I do not like the name. I do not like what the party stands for. I’m horrified by its... Continue Reading →

A storm in a coffee cup has erupted over Prime Minister Anthony Albanese suggesting cafes shouldn't be charging extra for their menu items on public holidays. According to Australian Restaurant and Cafe Association chief executive Wes Lambert that's rubbish, as venues are operating on profit margins of 3.3% at the best of times. Council of... Continue Reading →

People who have conversations on speaker phone in public places are not my favourite. I was rolling my eyes about a bloke doing it in a bar on Friday night when things took an eyebrow-raising turn. Well, things had already taken an initial eyebrow-raising turn as we walked down to the bar. We had the... Continue Reading →

Yesterday was a quirky one, filled with unexpected monents. I spotted myself in a photo on the Boom Crash Opera Facebook page ... Can you Where's Wally me? I got a random message on a very old blog post called "Friends with Benefits", informing me that my song of the day - Foster The People's... Continue Reading →

DD often notes that humans are very bad at predicting what will make them happy. It’s just occurred to me that it’s a spookily similar sentiment to my ex-husband's pronouncement (during the death knell months of our marriage) that "happiness is not to be found in a new barbecue". The barbecue in question looked like... Continue Reading →

My dad has been unwell so the youngest and I drove up to Newcastle to visit him in hospital on Saturday. We took a pasta bake with us for lunch with my mum afterwards and the conversation turned to how much my grandmother loved animals. My mum recalled being gifted a miniature long-haired daschund by... Continue Reading →

I am not enjoying the new three-days-a-week-in-the-office mandate at my workplace. It involves personal grooming and dressing in nice clothes, walking halfway to the bus stop and realising I don't have my security pass and returning home to get it, then walking to the bus stop and realising I've left my wallet at home and... Continue Reading →

DD arrives home this morning after an arduous plane journey: Boston to Los Angeles, Los Angeles to Tokyo, Tokyo to Sydney. He texted me on Sunday night to let me know he was heading to the airport to commence the hell flight ... 30 hours later ... I am not sure I have that sort... Continue Reading →

I often think I'd be quite happy to never venture south of the Sydney Harbour Bridge ever again. I love the Northern Beaches lifestyle and had a fabulous few days there over the weekend, although I was a bit sad DD wasn’t by my side, as he was still away for work. The festivities kicked... Continue Reading →

I went to the launch of the most amazing place last night. It's called The Collective and it's Sydney’s newest hospitality precinct — a 1800sqm dining and drinking destination in the heart of The Rocks. You may remember it as The Argyle Stores, a heritage-listed former custom house and bond store that housed lots of little arts and crafts stores... Continue Reading →