the end was just the beginning
OK, so Husband had an operation that put him out of action for 10 days last month. Then the bunny ate all our electrical appliances (Husband discovered a belated fatality yesterday - the oil heater in the youngest's room.) Then Husband's grandfather died and we motored out to Forbes for the terribly sad funeral. Then... Continue Reading →
>> You put your back out doing gardening. >> When you go to the physio to have it fixed she presumes: "So, you have adult children?" >> You have to wear a girdle every day to keep your pelvis together after your gardening accident. >> Even before your gardening accident, your body was aching when... Continue Reading →
Whoa, I have sore fingers from typing in so much celebrity news from the weekend. Happy gossiping! Jen's giving away her eggs It's nice to see Jennifer Aniston has a sense of humour, despite fielding constant questions about her baby and wedding plans. While appearing on Conan to promote We're The Millers, she announced: "Everyone's... Continue Reading →
I let the turkeys get me down. And boy did it hurt. We have this 25m x 5m concrete strip along our back fence and a family of bush turkeys have decided it's the perfect spot for a nest. Now that might not be such a problem in a leafy, rambling backyard, but on concrete... Continue Reading →
Nothing, not even a terribly embarrassing brush turkey injury, can keep me from my Hollywood gossip. Here are the week's best bits. Lots of good stuff ... enjoy! Leah Remini, who recently defected from Scientology, filed a missing person report concerning the whereabouts of the wife of Church of Scientology leader David Miscavige. Rather than... Continue Reading →
Bush turkey-related injury. Will advise when the endone wears off. Might see the humour in it then.
Because I wrote the words below two whole years ago and they're still ME TO A TEE. And worry Husband is over my weirdly wired brain, the way he's over my destructive secondary pets and their new entourage of brush turkeys. Can people change at 45? Can they? Or are they stuck with their idiosyncracies... Continue Reading →
I have murder on my mind. I'm anti-guns, and knives give me the heebie-jeebies ... so I've resorted to chucking lemons out the window at the bloody brush turkeys. It hasn't been terribly effective, because I'm a hopeless shot. When the sun rises I'll have to troop out and retrieve them all. I've had an... Continue Reading →
During the wake for Husband's grandfather yesterday, I started chatting to the most lovely girl called Jackie. Jackie is married to one of Husband's cousins. Husband only has two cousins - they're twins. I first met the twins, or the twinnies as they were known back then, when they were around seven. I was invited... Continue Reading →
Apologies, not the full box and dice gossip today, just a quickie version as I am in Forbes on in iPad. But I've managed to find enough fun stuff (and a poignant one to kick things off) to make things interesting on a Monday morning. The bits that didn't make it - Elle macpherson got... Continue Reading →
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