Talking Frankly is about everything from housework to human rights. It is a mixture of observation, commentary and opinions.
It also contains a lot of profanity along with the humanity. And please don’t steal my work. Somebody invariably dobs you in and it gets messy.
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Toddlers, Taxes and Terrorism
Back in 1988 my older brother was one of 'those young people' chosen to open one of the doors for the Queen during the opening of the New Parliament House in Canberra. It took years for it to just be known as Parliament House rather than New Parliament House but...
In defence of being ‘too much’
All my life I've heard the two words 'too much' added to descriptions of me or about me. I talk 'too much', I swear 'too much', I drink 'too much', I do 'too much', I yell 'too much', I laugh 'too much', I can be 'too much' 'Too much' is never added to...
Getting poo out of wedding dresses and other tutorials from dreamland
Okay - I get that my brain is on high rotation at the moment, I'm not sleeping and when I'm trying to sleep my children are not - I know that when your brain is like that - weird stuff goes down in subconscious town.And last night was an absolute pearler.I featured in...
If laundry matters – I’m doomed. DOOMED.
So on the weekend, because I read everything, I somehow got lost in the vortex that is 'the facebook group full of mums from a certain area' where people were discussing how they do their laundry. I'm not joking. Hundreds of participants in this conversation and...
The day my daughter flew
Having two daughters quite close in age, who basically find each other perfectly AOK company, means we don't often do things with them separately. Mainly because they like each other and we're okay with being perfectly mediocre parents who force their children...
Reactively racist
We're all fired up in Australia again about Muslims because some idiot came up with a half arsed plan to behead a random stranger all in the name of a group of people who are using Prince as a role model when it comes to naming themselves. And Tony Abbott is war...
I can. You can too
So it's no secret that the reason I got into running was because my sister got cancer and there was absolutely fuck all I could about that apart from mutter inane sentences designed to soothe and say all the swear words my mother didn't know. So I thought I...
Visualisation as a fitness tool
Honestly, could I have written a more tosserific title for this post?Answer. No.When I was training for my ultra half marathon (I really did do this - I'm not just making it up for comic effect), there was lots of talk about visualisation. This is big in any goal...
Sleep. Just do it.
Sleep.If you sleep the recommended 8 hours a day - you'll spend about 26 or so years asleep over the course of your lifetime.Obviously if you're Margaret Thatcher, you only sleep for about half of that, but she spent a lot of time being very crotchety and bringing a...
Fitness does not equal tracksuit pants
Does anybody remember 'Health Hustle'? Where you'd start the school day by performing a series of stretches and exercises to songs like Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder's "Ebony and Ivory", Olivia Newton John's "Physical" and Survivor's "Eye of the Tiger"?And we...
Always food sometimes food
At childcare my girls are taught about 'always' foods and 'sometimes' foods which brings much joy to me. I hate our obsession with 'good' food and 'bad' food because basically we are labelling our own behaviour since food is just food.Food. Is. Just....
Shingles, Swearing and Sandwiches
Shingles. I've got fucking shingles.Like hips, I thought shingles were something that happened to old people. I'm starting to get very paranoid that my parents got my birthdate wrong by like thirty years or something.Shingles. I knew they had...