the end was just the beginning
Is it week nine or 10 of lockdown in Sydney? Should I take the dogs for another walk or make more soup? Is 4pm too early for a cocktail? Have I showered today? Can I wear my pyjamas to Chargrill Charlie's? I can't speak for Melburnians, but we're starting to unravel in Sydney. The past... Continue Reading →
Welcome to another instalment of the HotHouse Kitchen. I’m finding it can be stressful cooking for another family, as you worry that you haven't nailed it. This week, my child tasted my pot pies, screwed up her nose, said they tasted funny and told me not to make them again. I was a little freaked... Continue Reading →
It's hard being me. I went on yet another shopping trip yesterday to restock the pantry to feed my voracious teenagers. When I got home, I checked my emails and found a message reminding me that I had a virtual cocktail making class at 6pm. I'd totally forgotten, despite there being an actual paper diary... Continue Reading →
I hit the emotional wall yesterday, as I think we all have during lockdown. So DD bought me Singapore noodles for lunch, enticed me into a wetsuit and took me swimming in the ocean. It was VERY cold in the water and very sweet of him to join me. He was shivering big time and... Continue Reading →
I figure you must be sick of my COVID whining, so I'm blogging about fun stuff today. I got a lovely email from Andrew, the bloke who helped organise our Kimberley cruise. He said: "I just wanted to shoot you a quick note to let you know we've added a permanent link to The Thirsty... Continue Reading →
I tried to keep myself busy yesterday. I walked the dogs to the coffee shop. I had a shower. I checked the eldest was awake and ready for their first trial HSC exam. I wrote a few stories for Drinks Digest. I wrote a press release about aerosol can emissions being worse for the environment... Continue Reading →
The radius for exercise shrinks from 10km to 5km in Sydney today, so I took the youngest for a last swim at Freshwater Beach on Sunday. I'm really worried about the effect the lockdown is having on everyone’s mental health, especially young people. I wanted the youngest to feel the (icy cold) surf on her... Continue Reading →
I remembered to take photos of my food this week, but they’re not very good! The lighting isn't great at dinner time during winter and I'm too busy serving to do pretty plating. While they’re not much to look at, they tasted yum. There was also a roast pumpkin & chickpea massaman curry that my... Continue Reading →
I hauled out my storage box of old photos this week, searching for a high school pic of me with Kathleen Folbigg for a project about her case. It's a big storage box and, of course, the photo was right at the bottom. So I got to trawl through so many snapshot memories of my... Continue Reading →
I got sexually harassed by an 85-year-old man yesterday. I run into him a few times a week while I'm walking the dogs and we usually have a brief chat. He knows I'm looking for a job and asked if I'd found anything yet. When I said no, he said he'd like to employ me... Continue Reading →
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