I've been a bit lawless recently. I got a letter last week containing a $145 fine for driving at 57km per hour in a 50 zone. Ooops. The 50 zone is a major thoroughfare that lulls you into a false sense of 60 zone security. It’s very easy to forget and gently accelerate. I must... Continue Reading →

I don't invite DD to many drinks events these days because he lives light years away from the city. But I got an invitation a few weeks ago that said: "We’re excited to invite you to a special evening with Maker’s Mark and Matt Moran to celebrate the launch of Star Hill Farm Whisky – the first new mashbill and... Continue Reading →

I started Googling "middle-aged rage" last night after I took back two shopping trolleys that have been abandoned outside the apartment block. Because I was filled with it. And I wanted to know if the swearing and ranting to myself that I do these days is abnormal. According to Healthline my middle-aged rage is caused... Continue Reading →

I spent the better part of a week thinking Charlie the Moodle was on his last legs. He was listless, sleeping all the time, refusing to go for walks ... I was tossing up whether to take him to the vet, then I started thinking about how he's an odd bod. For example, he has... Continue Reading →

The beginning is always a good place ... Since I last blogged I have done unprecedented things. For example, I went to my first rugby league game. This was accidental. I was offered free tickets to the Roosters versus the Bulldogs match on Friday night and got excited about treating DD to watching his favourite... Continue Reading →

I was lucky enough to visit the remote Lacepede Islands, which are about 120km north of Broome, on my recent Kimberley cruise. The islands support over 1% of the world populations of Brown Boobies and Roseate Terns. The breeding colony of Brown Boobies is possibly the largest in the world, with up to 18,000 breeding pairs, while... Continue Reading →

I have been in a VERY bad mood this week. Ferocious. I’ve mainly kept it in check, but it’s escaped a few times … like at the bus stop last night when I ripped into two people for queue jumping. The first jumper was a Scandinavian who pleaded ignorance to the meaning of the word... Continue Reading →

I am a planner. I know where I am going on holidays in 2027. And it’s been booked. DD is not a planner. He only knows where he's going on holidays in 2027 because I wouldn't stop hassling him until he agreed. In my younger days I was also a meal planner. I would pore... Continue Reading →

I dashed into my hairdresser’s salon a few days ago and threw myself into the chair. My hairdresser asked how I'd been. I asked if he'd watched comedian Tanya Hennessey's chaotic friend videos because that's what the next few minutes were about to be like. I suggested he strap himself in ... And I launched... Continue Reading →

As the world is far too small ... I now live two blocks from where I went to marriage counselling. When I was going to marriage counselling we lived a few suburbs away. I would furtively dash in, hoping no one would recognise me and guess where I was going. My crumbling marriage felt like... Continue Reading →