the end was just the beginning
The eldest is having her 12th birthday soon (well, soon in my obsessive planner universe, it's still a few months away) and she's decided on a Doctor Who luau theme. As you do. So I've decided to do a test-run this weekend on a Tardis-lands-on-tropical-island cake. As you do. What exactly is a Doctor Who... Continue Reading →
How's this for lovely? An old school friend drove down from the Central Coast on Sunday to give me a Tardis gingerbread house for Christmas! Talk about totally AWESOME! We drank cider and I met her quirky Steampunk 14-year-old daughter (and startled her with the gift of a mini watermelon ... I saw it at... Continue Reading →
Two years ago I wrote a blog called "Who were you in your 20s?" It started with the admission that "I wasn't quite sure" who I was back then. Which is ironic considering I'm now 46 and being forced to re-examine/reinvent myself all over again. So, who am I going to be for the second... Continue Reading →
I'm going all geeky on you today with Doctor Who references. Probably just another avoidance tactic on my part, but I've got this funny idea in my head that I just can't get out. I've decided it's time for me to "regenerate". And in the words of Doctor no.10 - "I don't want to go!"... Continue Reading →
I'm a little belated with this but it took me a while to recover ... Sunday, November 24 was all sorts of alien awesome in the Household. The eldest's 10th birthday coincided with the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who and it was brilliant! Possibly not entirely well thought out, but brilliant. For example, I really... Continue Reading →
So the eldest announced to me in the car last night that she fancies a Doctor Who party for her birthday. There's a nice synergy to it since the Doctor Who 50th anniversary special screens on November 23 ... her birth date. Well, technically it will screen in Australia on November 24, but I'm still... Continue Reading →
Things got pretty heated in my office a few weeks ago when we started discussing who'd seen porn. Quite a few of us had not. The ones who HAD couldn't believe there were ones who HAD NOT. I was one of the had nots. I regard porn and horror movies as film genres I do... Continue Reading →
It's probably not the first place you'd choose, but I want a holiday house in Newcastle. Yes, yes, Bryon is lovely, Bateman's probably rocks and I know Sawtell is superb. None of them hold a candle to Newcastle. I grew up in Newcastle (so shut your gob). I was dead keen to leave when I was 21. Now I fantasise about moving back (when... Continue Reading →
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