I can't be trusted with pink bubbles in the middle of the day. I was reporting on the Drinks Association's Embrace Difference event for International Women's Day when the transgression occurred. A waiter appeared in front of me with a tray of pink stuff and I couldn't say no ... next thing you know I'm... Continue Reading →

I've been sorting through old photos as I clear out my garage and it's taking FOREVER because I keep getting distracted. For example, I posted this pic in a Facebook group for former Newcastle Herald employees ... The bloke went on to become my flatmate in Sydney for a while, then he was editor of... Continue Reading →

An old friend Tracey Cox made a flying visit to Sydney this week and I was so sorry to miss her. She was in town for a brief 48 hours to promote her new book: Great Sex Starts at 50. It's about having the best sex in the second act of your life. She notes... Continue Reading →

(Not a blog post about diarrhoea) Ever since the calendar ticked over to March 1, my inbox has been flooded with special offers and discounts for my birthday, which is lovely, but a constant reminder that I am about to turn 52. Still, it's better than when I turned 50 and the bowel cancer and... Continue Reading →

The fastest way home from DD's place is via a road called the Wakehurst Parkway. It’s very bushy and uninhabited and I drive along it at least twice a week, often around 9.30pm. But I had to take a detour last night and go the long way. Not because of traffic or roadwork or storm... Continue Reading →

How did you spend your extra day on February 29? I love that Sydney Gay & Lesbian Mardi Gras chose the date to parade down Oxford Street. I skipped the crowds to watch tellie with the youngest, who was completely unimpressed by my tales of being a Dyke On A Bike at Mardi Gras many... Continue Reading →

I got an email from the eldest's school yesterday informing me that there had been a nit outbreak. Normally those words would strike dread in my heart as I'm really not in the mood to spend another night combing conditioner meticulously through my offspring's locks. But I was a bit whatever this time, because the... Continue Reading →

DD was boarding a flight from Melbourne to Adelaide yesterday when he ran into our Newcastle friends Darren and Kirsten in the aisle. The world is waaaaaaaay too small. As Darren succinctly summed it up: "Unbelievable." D & K were on their way to Adelaide - via Melbourne - to see Queen last night. DD... Continue Reading →

“Oooooh, I should start a new website with DD! I'm a prolific writer, it'll be a doddle!" And with that blithe optimism I launched The Thirsty Travellers last month. I'd forgotten that the writing is the easy part - the hard bit is getting eyeballs on the words. I've never worried about traffic at HouseGoesHome.... Continue Reading →

I've been sulking a little since a PR person knocked back my request to bring a plus one to an upcoming event. The PR said it's an “intimate gathering“ at a fancy restaurant, so numbers are tight. She trilled that she was so happy that I could make it on my lonesome. I hadn't indicated... Continue Reading →