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It’s school holidays and they’ve coincided with Archie having a mid-semester break. I thought, seeing all three offspring are on holidays, that it might be nice to go away for a few days. But Archie said, ‘I’ve got plans’. ‘What plans Archie? Aren’t you on holidays?’ ‘Yeah, yeah I am, but a few of the [...]
Archie’s given me an anxiety disorder. On Thursday night Carl and I went out and when we came home Archie was out. Arabella told us that he was staying the night at Webb’s. Webb lives five minutes away from Archie’s uni so Archie likes to stay there occasionally and enjoy a bit of a sleep-in [...]
I remember my first kiss very well and it doesn’t seem like it was all those years ago, it is a memory so vivid it is as if it was just the other day. I was in my early teens and I’d gone to New Zealand all by myself for a holiday. It was a [...]
I need to tell you all about some exciting news. A few weeks ago an exciting new blogging website launched, Village Voices. It’s a website owned by Kidspot which is a site that currently enjoys over a million views a month. The new site features some fantastic bloggers who write on all the topics we [...]
It’s Saturday and that means running around after the children. This morning we took Alfie to his rugby game and watched him be defeated again. That’s seven losses and no wins this season and the margin of defeat seems to be widening. We parents stand on the side-line hoping to be put out of our [...]
My parents believed their children should be ‘good all-rounders’ so as well as enrolling us in swimming lessons, signing us up for Little Athletics, dropping us off at Art Classes, making us do ballet with Mrs Warwick, somehow they found the time and the economic means to give us piano lessons. We didn’t always have [...]
A couple of years ago my birthday fell on a Saturday. A few days before, Carl asked if I would like to go out for dinner with a bunch of friends. I told him I would prefer to have a dinner party and Carl found that astounding, wondering why I would want to go to [...]
There’s one in every school. A housewife with a need for power so they volunteer at their child’s primary school and step into positions like running the canteen, marshaling the children at carnivals and worst of all, running the uniform shop. As a parent you can avoid the woman running the canteen, you can stay [...]
Many years ago when I used to wear a business suit and catch a bus to Circular Quay where I’d work on the 26th floor of an ugly building doing a job I couldn’t stand, Carl told me one day that he had organised a dinner party. I wondered who was coming. Well he’d invited [...]
While we’re on the subject of broken toes, Alfie did actually break his own toe and I had nothing to do with it. It was right before Christmas and Alfie was three and it was a year since my own toe had been snapped in Far North Queensland. I was organising a Christmas Production with [...]
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