the end was just the beginning
I really need to organise things better. I flew to Melbourne for work yesterday and didn't allow any time for socialising. What the??? My lovely sister-in-law and my former Woman's Day deputy editor both live in the city - among other mates - but I won't be able to catch up with anyone. SUCH a... Continue Reading →
I'm quite terrified by what might unfold today in the US election. Everyone seems convinced the unthinkable won't happen, but sometimes the unthinkable DOES happen. The general consensus seems to be that if it does happen, someone will assassinate him quick smart. I don't want Donald Trump to DIE, I just don't want him to... Continue Reading →
Bugger off all you superior types who've been posting this anti-Halloween cartoon ... Where's your sense of fun? October 31 is really lovely in my neck of the woods - excited kids dressing up in colourful costumes, residents tricking up their houses with decorations, neighbours strolling the avenues and standing out on their lawns chatting... Continue Reading →
How was your Father's Day? I celebrated mine with a little self-pity weep. After heading to my sister's place to give my dad a quick hug, I raced home to get the kids ready for handover. My ex wanted to open his presents en famille, then offered yum cha with him and the kids, but... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I was groaning like an old woman. Today I'm grumbling like one ... Remember the good old days when making sure you didn't have a VPL when you went out on the town? Those days gone sista. Nobody wears undies when they're strutting their finest, so the VPL is obsolete. "Grannie Al's guide to... Continue Reading →
There's a celebrity moment from my past I haven't told you about. It involves me almost spending the night swing dancing with Simon Baker in New York. I realise it would be a much better story if I HAD spent the night swing dancing with Simon Baker in New York. But I didn't, so you'll... Continue Reading →
Isn't that always the way? You say you don't care about something any more and suddenly you do ... Well, care isn't the right word. My interest was piqued. I was trawling through my Instagram feed yesterday when I came across a post by David Hasselhoff that said: "LADY IN RED - MY FUTURE WIFE."... Continue Reading →
I may not work in the magazines (or even journalism) anymore, but it doesn't stop my brain whirring about the cult of celebrity. For many years I've believed the way forward for gossip mags, in the age of paparazzi photos and celebrity news being incredibly hard to keep exclusive, was the have a bit more... Continue Reading →
I was MOST amused to see the posts from Mariah Carey on how she spent July 4. In Capri. On the Arctic P. With James Packer. And dem babies. And fireworks. Initially I thought to myself: "How strange that the Isle of Capri celebrates July 4 with fireworks, oh well ..." Until I got to... Continue Reading →
For some bizarre reason Australia celebrates Father's Day in September, but the UK and US do the deed on June 19. So my Instagram has been filled with lovely celebrity messages. And, of course, I must share them with you ...
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