My ex picked me up yesterday afternoon enroute to the youngest's pre-year 12 formal drinks. I was carless because the youngest had commandeered it for the day to get all her various primping and prepping done. She looked so glorious and joyful when we arrived at her friend's house. I was proud and teary and... Continue Reading →

Every November, for as long as I can remember, we have celebrated my nephew's birthday at a scruffy suburban teppanyaki restaurant. Attendees include whichever extended family members happen to be in town. This year it was a happy coming together of my nephew's girlfriend, his dad and stepmother, his little brother, his paternal grandmother, my... Continue Reading →

It’s been a long time between solo travels for me, but I flew to Melbourne on Friday night to spend the weekend with my former brother and sister-in-law. Deb and I have stayed good friends since my marriage ended, which feels like the natural way to do things. The unnatural thing would be suddenly not... Continue Reading →

Yesterday did not get off to the best start. I packed my laptop bag with some olive and rosemary bread for my brekkie, some pearl cous cous salad for lunch and a bottle of water for hydration and trekked into the city. When I opened my bag at the office I discovered I’d forgotten the... Continue Reading →

I almost don’t want to tell you what I did last night because it’s getting a bit ridiculous. But my day was mostly filled with miserable stress, which wasn’t much fun. So I’m going to stick with the fun stuff and blather about going to the most incredible bar last night. I almost cancelled attending... Continue Reading →

While it's great that I set a boundary and said no to attending an office social club gathering last night, I felt like a bit of a heel. I should really have made an effort. But I am still pretty knackered from the weekend and I needed to grab supplies from the supermarket to feed... Continue Reading →

The rest of me isn't catwalk worthy, but my hands starred in the Sunday Telegraph’s Sydney Eat Street Instagram story last night. I have arrived. The event was the combined launch of Primi Italian's bar and a newly arrived Italian wine range called Casale Del Giglio. Primi Italian is a restaurant on Clarence Street in... Continue Reading →

It's hard to describe how moving it was to see Paul McCartney walk onto the stage at Allianz Stadium on Friday night and sing "Can't buy me love". The Beatles made chart history in 1964 by holding the top five spots on the Billboard Hot 100 simultaneously: “Please Please Me” at five, “I Want to... Continue Reading →

I went to a cocktail masterclass at a newish bar in Barangaroo last night called Cardea. Cardea is very luxe - lots of velvet booths and chandeliers. It was an influencer-heavy gig, which is very entertaining because they film EVERYTHING, as per the pic above. The bartender was the most lovely bloke called George. He... Continue Reading →

The youngest was making the most delicious grilled chicken with chimichurri and pearl cous cous salad yesterday afternoon when a helicopter started circling overhead. The youngest also baked banana bread and made dried mango in the food dehydrator. I am loving this personal chef thing. But I digress … The helicopter kept circling, low and... Continue Reading →