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

Mount Lofty

Years ago, as a teenage girl growing in Adelaide, I dreamed of many things. Well, perhaps not many; probably only a few, such as kissing boys and falling in love and getting married. A world-changer, I was not. There was, and still is, a scenic lookout in the foothills of Adelaide called Mount Lofty. Couples… Continue reading Mount Lofty

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A star surprise

Last night, Hubster and I watched A Star is Born. I have been wanting to watch it for a long time, so settled myself on the couch, reclined comfortably and... And now I need counselling. That movie traumatised me. I have never seen any previous adaptations, so I did not know the grief in store.… Continue reading A star surprise

Health and wellbeing, Opinion, Writing

A trip to Mars

After turning on my mobile phone this morning, I scrolled through Facebook to see what sort of updates had happened in other people's lives while I'd been sleeping. Not a lot, is the short answer. This is not surprising really. We're so connected these days that someone can barely fart without feeling the need to… Continue reading A trip to Mars

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A message from the past

Yesterday, I received a message to connect with someone over LinkedIn. I usually have a quick look to see if I recognise the name, and if I don't, I delete. I didn't recognise the name, but this one had a message attached. Twelve years ago, pregnant with T1 and T2, I was working full-time for… Continue reading A message from the past

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The sanctuary of Sundays

Sunday morning. My family's sanctuary. We are ensconced in our home. Hubster made a big brekkie for himself and T1, I've had two coffees. T2 is watching Netflix, and my girl is, unfortunately, bored. Her demeanour does detract from the element of a happy family in sanctuary. Growing up, Sunday mornings were the busiest, most… Continue reading The sanctuary of Sundays