Eleven years ago this week I announced on HouseGoesHome that I had met someone. It was only eight months after my marriage break-up, so technically it should have just been a rebound fling. Fast forward to 2025 and we're still dating. In early November 2014, I confessed that I’d massaged the truth in a previous... Continue Reading →

If you go on holidays to a certain country right now, I can't bring myself to "like" the photos on social media. I just can't. I am terrified by what's happening there, as it teeters on the edge of totalitarianism, and I’m mystified by the Australian travellers who don't seem the least bit bothered, lured... Continue Reading →

Saturday, November 1, 2025. Club Kotara, Newcastle. “Dear Mr Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. What we did *was* wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What... Continue Reading →

An unexpected blog post dropped into my inbox yesterday. It was from a website called The Rhythm Method, which gives no details about the author. A line at the top simply says "the online journal of Karen Mills". The post was called "Births, deaths and marriages" and it was posted on December 10, 2024, so I have... Continue Reading →

I had a lovely time on Wednesday night with the Calabria family as they marked 80 years of winemaking. They're a good-looking bunch ... That's Elisabeth Calabria on the left and Andrew Calabria on the right. And their wines are pretty fabulous too - they've had the same winemaker, Emma Norbiato (middle), for more than... Continue Reading →

SEEK emailed me yesterday, suggesting I would be a "strong applicant" for the role of Digital Editor at Woman’s Day. Oh, the irony. Fortunately, after spending many years pining for weekly magazines, the only things I miss these days are my former pay check and parking space in the city. In other exciting news, Tim... Continue Reading →

As my hairdresser rinsed out my colour on Saturday afternoon he announced he was closing early because he was done for the day. No! I said. You still need to cut my hair! No! He replied. I've already cut it! I was talking so much - both to him and the woman sitting in the... Continue Reading →

Oh the places I go. I was DD's plus one last night at the Australian Growth Company Awards, which celebrate and recognise the achievements of high-growth companies across Australia.  The 2025 Australian Growth Company Awards was not something I ever expected to attend, but then neither was Miss Nude Australia 1998 or the 2024 Australasian... Continue Reading →

And just like that my holiday is over and real life has recommenced. We stepped off the ship at 8am yesterday morning and were greeted by a diver - a friend of our favourite bartender Bagus - who took us to Bali airport for our 12.20pm Jetstar flight home. DD was very not thrilled to... Continue Reading →

I still can’t quite believe it … we swam with whale sharks yesterday in Saleh Bay. I may have cried … more than once … which was a little messy in a snorkelling mask. Swimming with whale sharks wasn’t listed on our cruise itinerary. But, from the moment I debuted my whale shark-patterned stinger suit... Continue Reading →