Family, Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Parenting, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Shelley and Christabel

'I don't want to explain it again!' Shelley squeals. 'Well you might have to,' Shelley's aunt, Christabel, responds. Shelley huffs and crosses her arms in protest. She loves living with Aunt Christabel, but she is extremely strict. Shelley was moved to Christabel's home by the department, after months of living on the streets and couch… Continue reading Shelley and Christabel

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Parenting, Relationship and marriage, Writing

A day in the life

Yesterday, T1 was in a grump. Salty, as seems to be the contemporary vernacular. It's the first official day of school holidays, so his behaviour gave me a foreboding sense of ill. Two weeks (almost three for the twins) stretch on ahead of us, without much in the way of entertainment or places to visit,… Continue reading A day in the life

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Music, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Tick Tock Tuesday #37 (23rd June 2020)

This week, I'm edging out of the 90s and into the noughties. I've selected a song Hubster and I used during our wedding. This song was his choice and it played as we signed the paperwork in front of our guests. We then were pronounced Husband and Wife and we entered the world together. Many… Continue reading Tick Tock Tuesday #37 (23rd June 2020)

Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Alexa

'Make sure those quarterly reports are on my desk by 5,' Alexa says. She frowns slightly at Maxine, who skulks out of the office. Alexa swivels in her chair to face the floor-to-ceiling window, from which she is afforded uninhibited views of the city's skyline, and the sea beyond. She loves her office; the spacious… Continue reading Alexa

Family, Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Sasha’s Morning

Ripples of contentment quiver through Sasha's body. She stretches in her bed, feels the tingle in her toes right up to the top of her head. Life is good. She leaps out from under the covers and walks into the kitchen. Gerry's already there, preparing breakfast for the two of them. 'Morning,' he says, pecking… Continue reading Sasha’s Morning