Tag Archives: humour
It’s Been A Ruff Week
Archie, the newly adopted Kelpie cross, has brutally assassinated one of my Peter Alexander purple sheepskin boots a mere two days after arriving here. With the fluff lust still raging inside him, he has gone on to hunt and disembowel … Continue reading
Wax on, wax off.
It’s been a while. Not since the last ill-fated winter escape to Fiji, had I professionally denuded the pasty pins. As we hoisted ourselves from the winter couch and crawled back towards the prospective light of sunnier days, I got … Continue reading
The Pits (part 1)
Perhaps Im being deliberately obtuse, or maybe the Universe is miming it’s fatalistic messages, but whatever’s happening, I’m just not getting it. I was more or less used to the dark pit of self pity I’d find myself in every … Continue reading
The Pits (Part 2)
The following weekend I was powering around Albert park lake with my BFF recounting this odd and unprecedented occurrence. Further to the spiritual energy exchange was the realisation that I was just treading water in my own life. I had … Continue reading
Excel-ing
I am a Goldfish. Vampire sentences vanish in the grey of dawn’s light. All my Man Booker prize worthy sentences that manifest in the shower wash away with paraben free soap bubbles. I transcribe witty exchanges of dialogue onto business … Continue reading
Spring into real estate
A perfect spring day. Sun shines, sky’s blue, birds are singing. Let’s sell a property. Spouse had been happily ensconced in his stylish and expansive bachelor pad for several years before I came along and threw a massive couples spanner … Continue reading
LOL or not
Is it just me or has the emoticon monstered out of control? Don’t get me wrong, I use them – for who wants a heartfelt birthday text message without a balloon, party hat, beribboned gift box and cake emoji? … 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
Party On Down
So I have been thinking about birthdays, in particular those ones that end in zero. My youngest turns twenty next year which means, given I had a zero birthday the year she was born, that I too will endure celebrate … Continue reading