My week: Don’t you know who I am? Er, was …

I started the week pretty gutted by a 60 Minutes report on Kathleen Folbigg. When the segment began, I started weeping. My husband came and sat beside me on the sofa and held me as the story unfolded ... read my thoughts on it here at The Morning After. Much more uplifting was getting three new... Continue Reading →

High alert

I thought leaving Woman's Day would finally mean I'd put Royal watching behind me. Those all-nighters putting out Princess Mary wedding/birth/christening special issues ... But no, I may be a million miles from print media, but I find myself on high alert for the birth of another Royal bub, this time to the British monarchy.... Continue Reading →

Wrung out

The public agitation about Kathleen Folbigg shows no sign of abating if the number of Google searches leading people to my blog are any indication. And then there are all the messages I'm getting, like the text my mum sent yesterday saying "At a meeting yesterday, 60 women. A lot of talk about Kathy ...... Continue Reading →

Meet my new babies

Aren't they sweet? We made the trek to a place called Porsche's Rescue on Sunday to collect them. BACK. OF. BEYOND. I didn't mean to come home with two chicks, I was there for a bunny companion for Frodo ... but they were so cute, I couldn't resist. I have a sneaking suspicion they're roosters. I'm... Continue Reading →

The morning after

People tell me there was a lot of hate on the 60 Minutes Facebook page last night after the report on Kathleen Folbigg's possible innocence. I couldn't bring myself to read it. I was too gutted already. There was a live poll afterwards on whether justice had been served. The verdict - 54% guilty, 46%... Continue Reading →

My week: A bedazzled potty, bogan blow-ups and putting my foot in it (yet again)

I started the week on my soapbox, all agitated because a woman called Renee wrote a letter to Fairfax condemning pleas for more after-school care: “Funny that it is the north shore than has the biggest problems. I expect that is because both parents are working to afford the huge mortgage, or because they both... Continue Reading →

Why I’m so nervous today

I'm off to Silverwater Women's Prison this morning to visit Kathleen Folbigg. I thought she might need a hand to squeeze in anticipation of the 60 Minutes story about her that's airing tonight.Heaven knows what it will be like. But the promo gave me chills. If you watch it, let me know what you think. In... Continue Reading →

14 incredible cubby houses

The moment I had kids I was determined to get them a cubby. I'd always been desperate for one as a kid. But, like my yearning for a Gonk, it was never fulfilled. So, long before my little ones were old enough to even express a desire for a playhouse I had one delivered and... Continue Reading →

14 ways to make your little one feel like a royal bub

Wills and Kate will be parents any day now and royal baby fever is set to sweep the globe. Here's how you can ensure your bub doesn't feel left out (from the sublime to the ridiculous). There's a royal onesie ... Only the finest organic cotton for your baby, combed for softness and comfort at Zazzle. A... Continue Reading →

Daddy’s girl

It's my dad's 73rd birthday today. Wow, where have the years gone? I thought I'd mark the occasion with a photo from the olden days, when he was a studly twenty-something and I was a chubby little beach cherub. Cute huh? My dad was pretty cool when I was a kid. He'd play endless games... Continue Reading →

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