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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The Run Diary – Week something – Drugs in sport
Turns out I am the worst in the world at doing a weekly Run Diary. We are now six weeks out from the Great Ocean Road Ultra Half Marathon. 23 kilometres of up, up, up, down, up, down, up, down, level. A few weeks ago I ran 12.5 kilometres and was so...
Learning to grieve
I was fifteen years old when the first of my friends died. We'd been friends since Year 7, were now in Year 11 and Jill had Cystic Fibrosis.When she passed, she'd just got her driver's license and was terribly chuffed. When we talked about what would...
Top Five Reasons I’m not Florence Nightingale
My youngest gorgeous girl was very sick last Monday - the kind of sick where the doctor sends you to emergency because the fevers are high, the breathing is rapid, the child is non-responsive and the signs are all pointing to 'not just a cold'. Which I really wanted...
In a world without men there is a question to be resolved
Recently the Tullinator was playing 'mums and dads' with her friend. The friend had chosen to be Mum, various dolls were the children and my little one had opted to be Dad. She was heading off to do the ironing when I said to them (because I'm that kind of...
Can we all calm down a little?
Warning: Wearing ThemToday's big topic of conversation is about the danger of posting about your children- either information or pictures - online and how they might hate you when they are older and how there are millions of sick perverts stealing the innocence of...
This post will make me a social pariah
I have a confession to make which I realise, even as I write it, will permanently make me a social pariah.I am so very bored by your cute cat and dog memes and videos.I don't mind the pictures of your actual cat or dog. I get that you love your pet(s) the way I...
My happiness
It's the day after the day they left. You know the day, you've had house guests for a few weeks and you've had to curb the naked wandering through the house trying to find the clean clothes basket, your cupboards are almost but not quite the way you like them and your...
The Run Diary – Week 5? – Still the slowest
I have lost track of my weeks a bit. But I think we've just finished week 5 and are moving into week 6. Either way, we're still in March and the run's not until May so I am not panicking yet.Anyway, I had a week where my training was pretty much...
How to RSVP
Late last year on my personal Facebook page I asked my friends what etiquette was sorely missing in the world today. Over fifty vehement, ranty suggestions (I had obviously hit a nerve) later, I present THE TALKING FRANKLY GUIDE TO ETIQUETTE IN THE MODERN...
The liberal party is my friend
The Liberal Party is my friend. True story.I'm an extremely white (it's the Irish genes), middle class, married, heterosexual female with two non-school aged children. I am married to a white immigrant. We live in Sydney, have plenty of access to...
His name was Fred
This Wednesday, we will be farewelling my Great-Uncle Fred.He caught a lot of fish in his time did Uncle Fred. He liked to fish. And he had a great laugh on him.But the most important thing he taught me is a very valuable lesson about casual racism.See,...
Pip! Pip!
When you go to the airport do you prefera) to dump and runb) get them to the ticket counter and then leavec) follow people all the way to the security gates and have to be forcibly removed by security guards?Lovers and Love Actually aside of course. I'm the first one....