There's been an awful lot of jibber-jabber about bloggers recently. Newspaper journalists have been pondering their influence. Bloggers have been getting uppity about newspaper journalists pondering their influence. There has been much debate about "labelling" or "condescending" by categorising certain types of bloggers "mummy bloggers". And yesterday, a playwright called Christine Croyden gave her two-cents worth in... Continue Reading →

I had a lovely gossipy ex-magazine editor lunch today. I met up with a dear friend and former New Idea editor and we nattered all things Tom, Katie and Nicole. It wasn't much fun for Husband and the Sprogs, who also joined us, but I had a blast. The ex-New Idea editor is an expert... Continue Reading →

I wasn't expecting the blog I wrote a few days ago, called Surviving the In-laws - about how my in-laws pamper me with wagyu burgers and vintage wine and have heated toilet floors - to spark a competition. But people popped out of the woodwork all over the place with "my in-laws are more awesome... Continue Reading →

Before we had the Sprogs, Husband and I would go on wine-tasting holidays in our yellow jellybean car. When we weren't tippling at cellar doors, we'd browse antique stores and buy preserves. Yes, we were those sort of wankers. Given half a chance and our former bank balance we still would be. One memorable trip, we went to the Barossa... Continue Reading →

I've been experimenting with recipes that use leftover mashed potato, as the chooks turn their noses (sorry, beaks) up at it and waste makes my chest all tight. We've been eating loads of soup at our place recently, so I decided to make potato bread. The last time I made bread was about 10 years ago when breadmakers were... Continue Reading →

I'm jettisoning my evils - as in "lesser of two evils", except I have about 20 and none of them are lesser - when the school holidays end. Well, all of them bar one. I don't think I could survive without one evil to sustain me.  I'm still deciding what my evil should be. I'm thinking it might be alcohol.... Continue Reading →

I am in gossip heaven this week. The Tom Cruise-Katie Holmes split is beyond fascinating. My favourite take on the situation is, of course, at Lainey Gossip. So I thought I'd share some of her hottest tidbits with you, as the frustration of being in Albury with Husband's family (who are more the Four Corners crowd) and... Continue Reading →

Albury libraryAlbury main streetWhen I told friends I was visiting my in-laws they gave me the look. You know, the one that says, oh you poor thing. But visiting my in-laws is awesome. It's like staying at a five-star hotel with no nightly tariff*. The in-laws have a spanking new house in Albury. I think they designed it with... Continue Reading →

I had magazine editor withdrawal symptoms last week as celebrity bombshells started exploding all over the place – Katie divorcing Tom, Adele getting pregnant, Anna Paquin squeezing twins into her tiny uterus, Grant Hackett being a Stilnox victim … I rubbed my hands together with glee as I fantasised about cramming those corkers onto a cover... Continue Reading →

I made the electronic acquaintance of a person called "Dags" last week. "Dags" took issue with me blogging about my children eating the occasional piece of salmon coated in wholemeal breadcrumbs or chicken rolled in Cornflakes. "Dags" was disturbed that the Sprogs ate mashed potatoes and oven-baked fries. "Dags"reckoned wheat was evil and olive oil must not be heated. "Dags" decreed only virgin coconut oil... Continue Reading →