I had the biggest grin on my face yesterday afternoon, despite the revolting Sydney weather. I finished work at 3.30pm and wandeed through the rainy streets for a haircut in Darlinghurst, happily anticipating the glass of wine and conversation I'd be sharing with DD at a bar later that evening. Life felt good. And the funniest... Continue Reading →

Need a laugh? I do. Yesterday was a hard slog. Stressful, long and tiring. I started work at 6am, battled through the day, missed The Melbourne Cup (but wrote about it), picked the kids up from school at 3pm, dropped the eldest to art class at 3.30pm, drove to the shops for a birthday gift... Continue Reading →

Did you do The Melbourne Cup thing? I spent the race driving to school pick-up. Glamorous, huh? Melbourne Cup has never been high on my radar. When I was editor of Woman's Day I'd host fancy lunches and agonise over hats, but since then I've let it slide. I've noticed, however, that there's a growing... Continue Reading →

I'm off to a school reunion this weekend. About 20 of us are catching up to mark 30 years since we left Kotara High. THIRTY YEARS. Fark! Geez that makes me feel old. And, wow, a lot has happened to me since we last caught up at our 25-year school reunion (the Kotara gang quite... Continue Reading →

I took the kids to see Sculpture by the Sea - have you been? It's one of our favourite things to do each year. The kids love exploring the artworks and taking photographs. I hardly needed to take any snaps at all. I just stole theirs for the blog. DD tagged along with us, so... Continue Reading →

I'm calling it: 2015 was the year that Halloween went kaboom in Australia. My Facebook feed was totally chockers with friends posting pics of their kids and themselves in costume. I've never seen anything like it. And everyone looked like they were having THE best time. The youngest and I battled the crowds first thing... Continue Reading →

I just clickbaited you. I teased you with a headline about my insanely expensive fence, but I didn't show you a picture. You had to click on my blog post to see it. Does that make you cross? Do you feel manipulated? I'm a bit over the whole "Ermagerd! You CLICKBAITED me!" outrage thing. My... Continue Reading →

I burst into laughter when this image appearing in my Facebook feed yesterday ... Lots of my female friends "liked" it and made funny comments. They said stuff like "it's so round" and "nice piece." Bwahahahaha. And then my first boyfriend (we dated for six years from when I was 16!) wrote: "Just looking for... Continue Reading →

Three years ago, when the eldest was eight, she wrote a poem about me at school. It went like this … My mum is orange She is spring time Mum is in the kitchen She is warm Mum is a jiggly jumper She is a little lounge Mum is Mr Bean It’s funny how other... Continue Reading →

People are funny. At some point during my house's 80-year history, the neighbourhood decided it was so friendly no-one needed timber privacy fences. They went for those low metal ones you get in school yards instead. Maybe they were Queenslanders. I have a mate who reckons its quite the done thing in northern climes, something... Continue Reading →