I got loads of gift vouchers for my birthday, but I haven't spent yet because a) I haven't had enough time and b) I'm too fat. I've been thinking it would be awesome if you could buy weight loss with gift vouchers. I don't mean using them to sign up for Jenny Craig, I'm talking... Continue Reading →

You can't see it clearly in my photo, but there was a little rainbow over the headland at Bilgola Beach yesterday evening. I decided it was the universe sending me a sign that I’d made the right move to race up the coast for a last swim before winter arrives. It was so beautiful in... Continue Reading →

The hosts of my blog - WordPress - put  dodgy ads on my website to make a buck since I don’t pay them anything. In recent weeks they’ve been spruiking skin tag treatments to me. It’s like they’ve looked deep in my soul to discover what’s bothering me so they can exploit my fear. I’ve... Continue Reading →

There are heaps of snarky memes in cyber space along the lines of "Mum flu: like normal flu, except no one gives a shit" and "I'm sick, looks like I'll be sleeping and laying in bed all day. Oh wait, I'm a mum." It goes up a notch when you're a sick single mum because... Continue Reading →

The eldest is angling to change high schools again. My ex was a bit lairy about it, but we went to an open day at the new school last night and he was hooked. It’s just for year 11 and 12, with a strong focus on the creative and visual arts, which is part of... Continue Reading →

Every now and then I feel a sharp pang of longing to work in magazines again. Actually, there have been two pangs in the last week. The first one came during a three-hour brainstorm for a magazine that's produced for The Drinks Association. I loved talking to the publisher and editor about paper thickness, show... Continue Reading →

Regular readers of HouseGoesHome won’t be surprised to hear my Sunday started as above. Yup, another car drama. I jumped behind the wheel at 7.30am to go to Pump class and the bloody car wouldn't bloody start. It just kept flashing “traction on” and “brake fail” messages at me. Luckily my friend Alice kindly interrupted... Continue Reading →

I went carousing with my brother-in-law this week to say thank you for for all the help he gives his wife's poor sister. He's a whisky fan, so when an invitation arrived to a Game of Thrones Single Malt Scotch Whisky Collection tasting event at a viking restaurant called Mjølner, I thought it sounded like... Continue Reading →

I’ve been overthinking why love at 51 feels so good. I know that’s crazy, but I overthink EVERYTHING. I should stop. I can't. Perhaps years of therapy would help, but this poor single mum can't afford that. Fortunately, contemplating why love feels so good is one of the nicest things I’ve ever overthought. I’ve been... Continue Reading →

I was sent a press release last night and I'm not sure if it's taking the piss. Let me know what you think ... It starts off by saying: "Chef Nelly Robinson from nel. likes to keep things interesting… that’s why he changes the degustation menu at his bunker-esque Surry Hills venue every eight weeks.... Continue Reading →