My barely 13-year-old daughter is flying to the United States today on a school band tour. I am totally freaking out. I've regretted agreeing to the tour ever since I put down the deposit. And not just because it's costing me an absolute bloody fortune. Back in MY day ... says Grannie Al ... you... Continue Reading →

A champagne orgasm hasn't been the only highlight of this week. I also managed to escape the daily grind for a sneaky night out with DD. He scored a room at the Intercontinental for a work conference thingy and invited me over to steal the toiletries (actually, I did that on the sly) and paint... Continue Reading →

Relax ... it was a totally PG experience. Well, apart from all the champagne. Champagne is definitely adults only. I was quite startled when my dinner companion told me she was going to show me how to have a champagne orgasm. It was rather late in the evening - and many vintage champagne bottles into... Continue Reading →

Confession: sometimes Housegoeshome is emotionally aspirational. By that I mean I'll write a blog post that's about how I want to feel - and know I should feel - but haven't quite managed to feel (yet) in reality. I could have written one of those blogs yesterday, but I was too shattered to wax lyrical... Continue Reading →

The 10-year-old sent me a message yesterday letting me know she was home safely from school. I asked whether she'd had a good day and she replied: "Awesome day we watched mr bean in the afternoon." I love that a kid can describe a day at school as "awesome." I think there's something to be... Continue Reading →

As the weeks evaporate before school ends, I stare at January 2017 on my calendar and wonder how on earth I'm going to juggle it. My ex is working insane hours most of the month - until 8pm many nights during the week. And, in a master stroke of unfortunate timing, my office is closing... Continue Reading →

A bit like a Cyberman, my conversion is complete. Unlike a Cyberman, I look the same on the outside, but on the inside I've been transformed into a coffee connoisseur. I have my standard order: strong, regular flat white with half a sugar. And I have my favourite brand: Campos. The coffee shop across the... Continue Reading →

DD flew to Beijing on Sunday night. His flight left at 10pm (Sydney time) and he finally laid his weary head in a bed again at around 3.30am this morning (Sydney time). I don't know how he does it, but somehow he manages to find the energy to spend about 12 weeks a year travelling... Continue Reading →