When I was a kid, my dad was a mad fan of a comedian called Dave Allen. He was Irish and had half a finger and sat on a stool during his TV show sipping whisky. I've never forgotten his wide-mouthed frog joke. Here's a version of it: A wide mouthed frog, living by the... Continue Reading →

A perfect family storm has unleashed its fury on the Household. When I picked the eldest up from school yesterday afternoon she informed me she was too sick to go to art class. She sounded VERY snotty. Again. Unfortunately I had to drop her to school again at 6.30am this morning with some Nurofen and... Continue Reading →

DD spends most of his life on planes at the moment. He arrived home from Korea and Japan on Friday then flew out to China last night. I don't know how he does it, although it's a respite from the other thing he spends most of his life doing - being on teleconference calls. I... Continue Reading →

It's been quite the festival of fancy wine over the past week. First I had my boss' farewell lunch on Wednesday, then I went to the Wine Communicators of Australia Sydney Royal Wine Show Trophy Winners lunch on Friday and today I'm off to Australia's Wine List of the Year Awards ... I've lucked into... Continue Reading →

There was NOTHING on TV last night, which was annoying when I was trying to dodge housework. The house is a mess, but I've been madly working on  the communications for the announcement of our new CEO today and I was too stressed by all the cloak and dagger to tidy and mop. Who can be... Continue Reading →

Is it a sign of old age that my body can no longer tolerate alcohol during daylight hours? I'm like some sort of booze vampire who can only imbibe after the sun goes down. My boss had a retirement lunch with her staff yesterday at a lovely, old sandstone restaurant called Banjo Patterson Cottage. I... Continue Reading →

Waaaaaaay back in my 20s, my boyfriend headed off to Asia to find himself. He told me not to wait for him. I was really cross about that, so I didn't. But we stayed in touch while he was gone. Staying in touch in the 1990s was a quaint concept. There was no global roaming... Continue Reading →

I'm beginning to realise my amicable relationship with my ex isn't ... "normal". Being antagonistic and difficult seems Far more commonplace when a marriage crashes and burns. But then, I've always been an odd bod, so it's hardly surprising I've chosen the weird path again. I'm also a realist - I know the wheels could... Continue Reading →

It's been a "taking one for the team" kinda week for my sister and I. She looked totally wrecked as we sat in her spa on Saturday night drinking Snow Road Sparkling. She put in two VERY long days (unexpectedly) moving my parents out of their old house and into their new apartment. They'd forgotten... Continue Reading →

Do you know what 'gilding the lily' means? I've hired a final-year communications student to help me with my load at work. I told her not to gild the lily when she was writing a story from a press release and she looked at me totally blankly. Millenials obviously don't gild lilies. Actually, there are... Continue Reading →