The house jooshing has ground to a halt following an ill-advised brush  (or should that be tarring?) with mixed drinks on Monday night. I'd been so chipper and go-get-em until then too. Blah. Fortunately I made some progress in the living room before the setback. So I thought I'd share the shots ... That's my... Continue Reading →

Never, ever utter the words "Can I have a double vodka and Diet Coke in a tall glass" at the beginning of a night out. Sure, you say you'll drink it slowly and show restraint for the rest of the night ... And then you find yourself puking your guts up in your bathroom at... Continue Reading →

I once promised a lawyer I wouldn't write a book about a nasty interlude in my career. I said it was an easy commitment because I don't have a book in me. While it's unsettling to know you're a writer who doesn't harbour that sort of brilliance - it would be oh-sooooo awesome to be... Continue Reading →

The "pull back on the blog" brigade is growing ... I've been fielding concerned messages suggesting I may have regrets in the future for oversharing now ... So I will do my best to keep things light and breezy for a while. No more woe-is-me drama. Well, not much. Well, way less ... Erm, I'll... Continue Reading →

Sundays no longer rock my world either. My house is empty. My kids are gone. They're off having fun with their dad somewhere. Without me. I should use the time productively - clean the house, take up a hobby. But instead I drift around with a tight knot of sadness in my chest. I'm not... Continue Reading →

The funny thing about being separated is that there's no-one to share the little stuff with ... like the job you've just applied for, the kid who told you that bizarre anecdote about her enemy's mum being in jail for selling Ice, the zombie "stick family" stickers you spotted on a car, whether the new... Continue Reading →