When we moved to Sydney in 2007 everybody was prolific in their dire warnings regarding the rental market and the dastardly deeds of landlords and shoddy agencies.  We spent a good weekend looking at houses, applied for a bunch, got almost all and moved into the...

When I embarked upon my blog project, I had lists I ran through mentally of things I felt passionately about, things that interested me, small amusements and I envisaged myself bashing away at the keys for half a delightful hour every day honing my blogging skills and...

I was scrolling through the news this morning (so very 2012 of me I know) and the news was pretty bleak.  The Syrian president is amassing a personal fortune offshore while his people are slaughtered, millions are starving and we're not sure what to do about it,...

I have no idea where the idea for Christmas in July first originated but I tell you what - three cheers for the people that sorted it.  It is absolutely perfect. Here we are - in the the middle of winter, nothing to look forward to because all our public holidays...

I was driving around today to the tunes of Jay Laga'aia trying to get my perfect children to have a day time sleep when I passed a pink poster stuck on a mesh fence outside some older style units just outside of Marsfield.  A teddybear and flowers were tied to...

Today as I passed through an industrial estate in my car I was struck by the beauty of a tree in glorious shades of red orange and brown sitting incongruously in front of a row of warehouses.  It was a short tree, slightly unkempt as if it had planted...

I think it fair to say that strutting around the suburbs of Sydney with the word 'vagina' tattooed onto the back of your neck and tastefully decorated with a waist length rat's tail says quite a bit about you.  Particularly when you are a balding fellow with a...

So your mother gave birth in winter, in the Alps, with nothing but a goatherd and a yodel.  Your besties all did Calmbirth and pushed their babies out with a gentle sigh and a conviction that all that prental perineal massage was a good thing.  Your other...

You know what it is like.  You move to a new city.  You end up with some kind of illness and trot yourself off to one of the medical centres that promise the world and deliver nothing but lessons in boredom when you have to wait the best part of your adult...

I like to think of myself as endearingly ignorant about all things of a sporting nature, but I suspect to the vast majority of sports mad Australians, there is nothing endearing about my ignorance at all.  Which is why the State of Origin and the Olympics are so...

I really don't.  In fact, I don't like seafood at all.  I don't like a lot of meat and I don't see the point of seeds as I am not a bird.  I'm against cruelty to broccoli though appreciate that nearly any vegetable is enhanced by cheese sauce.  I...

Apparently it's a very good place to start.I have mucked around with blogging before with 'My Utopian World' and 'Things I think thoughts about' in 2010 and 2011 respectively.  But I didn't get very far with those and only tended to write when I had something on...