Category Archives: humor
The Dinner Party
I’m not a great cook, but I love to eat and I know with absolute certainty that the tripe, smoked cod and lumpy, grey mashed potatoes I had the misfortune of growing up with are fit for no-one but the … Continue reading
Talk to the hands.
I am a big fan of people who talk with their hands. Ok, just to clarify, I’m not referring to sign language or sock puppets, but rather people who accompany all conversation with extravagant hand gestures. I have a … Continue reading
Can we fix it? Probably not.
*Bob the builder is back. He appears to have an apprentice now which you’d think would have sped up the process, but it hasn’t. We noticed a small patch of darkening plaster on the en suite ceiling a little over … Continue reading
Like a Tiger…
I am at that tiresome point in life where suddenly there is a compulsion to bemoan the dearth of quality made *insert item here * to all and sundry. It is entirely possible that we are chronologically predisposed to yearn … Continue reading
Selling it.
My job, the thing I do in between wishing I didn’t, is ostensibly a sales role with a visual merchandising component thrown in for good measure. I recently spent a couple of days in Sydney at head office meeting the … Continue reading
Free Styler
The thing about hand me downs is that you often find yourself wearing something you wouldn’t have actually contemplated purchasing in the first instance. I recently became the recipient of several summer frocks. I use the word ‘frock’ advisedly in … Continue reading
Christmas wrap up
I can say it now, as the fireworks haze has cleared and we are contemplating the blank page of a brand new year, I’m really not such a big wrap for Christmas. It was Christmas Eve and we had suffered … Continue reading
How are you feeling about this?
Her Facebook status reveals that in eight weeks she will be back in the USA. I don’t It’s been a weird exercise in self awareness since my daughter popped back home. It was quickly obvious that she had returned too … Continue reading
My diamond days are over.
Turns out diamonds are not my best friend. I was recently charged with the task of merchandising a selection of diamond rings, bangles and earrings; a fiddly job that gave me new appreciation for my opposable thumbs. Surreptitiously slipping on … Continue reading