Life’s a mess. Let’s laugh about it together.

My husband said to me the other day that it is on his bucket list to own chickens. A surprising statement for a number of reasons, the first being that we live in metro Sydney. The second being that I do not recall chickens ever making an appearance on any list of dreams, goals, ambitions, or random life wishes. Not on the bucket list. Not in passing. Not even in his ‘Year of the 50s’ jar, where various other ideas have been floated over time and remain pinned on the wall as

When you are born, you are given your own bed. First, it is a bassinet or cradle, which for a tiny human is basically a luxury penthouse with excellent wriggle room. Then you move into a cot, perhaps with a dummy, a comforter and one loyal teddy, but even then, the whole thing is still yours. Every inch of it. Then you graduate to a single bed, maybe later a king single or a double, and for years your bed belongs entirely to you. It is your sanctuary, your recovery ward, your

I realised the other day that I had become another household device. It wasn’t like it happened overnight. It crept in slowly, building over time, until I had one of those lightbulb moments and thought… hang on… I’m basically a “Hey” device. Not “Hey Siri.” Not “Hey Alexa.” Not “Hey Google.” But “Hey Mum.” The moment it’s said, it’s like my whole system switches on without me even agreeing to it. No consent. No loading time. Just… activated. I’m convinced the Hey Mum device g

There are many things that quietly determine whether an office runs smoothly. Strategy. Leadership. Culture. Shared purpose.... and Forks. Specifically, the complete and utter absence of them. In one of my previous workplaces, we had enough forks. Life was stable. Lunches were eaten with dignity. Then the pandemic arrived and our once fully stocked kitchen transformed into what can only be described as a Year 9 camp facility. All communal cutlery and crockery vanished overnig