the end was just the beginning
I really wasn't expecting Daryl Braithwaite to make me cry on Friday night, but he did. My boss gave her parents tickets to see Daryl at Twilight at Taronga as a Christmas present and they couldn't make it, so I scored their spots. DD and I went along with low expectations and left on a... Continue Reading →
The most bizarre thing happened on Saturday. The day featured three people called Franki. And I double booked two of them for 12pm. What are the odds of that? Many moons ago I met a university graduate called Franki. She came to work at Cosmopolitan magazine and I was dazzled by her enthusiasm - she... Continue Reading →
Working in a government department before caretaker mode is VERY hectic. In the lead-up to the 2023 general election, something called the ‘caretaker period’ commences when the Legislative Assembly expires on Friday, 3 March 2023. As a general rule, no significant new decisions or initiatives, appointments or contractual undertakings should be made by government departments... Continue Reading →
Tuesdays are not my favourite - they’re a bit of a juggle. I go into the city for work and leave the dogs in the apartment for the day. Then I fret about it. I can't leave the balcony door open because they cannot be trusted. They bark their heads off at every little noise... Continue Reading →
I was hobnobbing last night at an InterPride Cocktail Reception at Sydney’s Town Hall. As you do on a Monday. I introduced myself to few VIPs and was given a sticky diamantie to add to a glittering world map on the wall to identify my country of origin. InterPride is a global network of over... Continue Reading →
I felt mixed emotions as I walked past my local synagogue yesterday, the morning after Sydney Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras. I was simultaneously saddened by the metal bollards and bulletproof glass surrounding the building and incredibly grateful that I wasn't taught to hate as a child. My parents and grandparents weren't revolutionary or radical.... Continue Reading →
I peed in a vase yesterday. Circumstance left me with no choice. I wake up each morning around 5.45am, desperate to do a wee. But I hold that thought because if I make a sound the dogs will start barking and scratching at the laundry door, demanding I take them for a walk. So I... Continue Reading →
It has been a few nights since I slept properly, which means I am even vaguer than usual. I think it’s a combination of stress and menopause that’s keeping me awake. It’s pretty full on at work in the lead up to caretaker mode before the election. Trying to juggle that with parenting, pets and... Continue Reading →
I’ve been putting in the hard yards to secure the reputation of being the resident weirdo at work. There's a catch-up on Microsoft Teams each week called Quarantini, which is a hangover from COVID-19 lockdowns. I usually manage to say something each week that leaves people uncertain about what to say next. For example, someone... Continue Reading →
Charlie the Moodle hasn't been himself since he got his claw caught in his ear last week. When we go for our morning walk he takes a few steps, puts his tail to one side and swings his head around in agitation, then stares at me imploringly until I pick him up. I took him... Continue Reading →
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