Things that are truly innocent don’t need to be labelled as such.
I haven’t read a real page-turner for ages. My reading tends to be immersive in a different way – getting lost in lovely sentences, pausing to consider what I’ve read. Zoë Heller’s Notes on a Scandal (also titled What Was She Thinking?) changed the routine. I raced through it, keen to see what happened to the (quite frankly) horrible characters. Continue reading →
01. I’m devastated about the death of Olivia but thankful for her wonderful music – truly part of the soundtrack of my youth. A childhood watching Grease on loop with my cousins; modelling my outfit and hairstyle for my Yr 8 social on her Xanadu look; having her songs in pretty much every mixtape / playlist I’ve ever created; and picking her for the all important ‘last song of the night’ at my 50th. Particularly thankful for this gem that has surfaced (all my favourites in one place – imagine being there!): Continue reading →
01. Morning walk was accidentally interrupted by breakfast at Cumulus Inc. (BTW that’s a smoked trout frittata with crème fraiche, and madeleines with bergamot curd in the background).Continue reading →
01. Have had the loveliest weekend at Phillip Island with my mother’s group. I’ve spoken in the past about just how important these women are to me, and spending time together is always a happy reminder. Mother’s groups are a lottery (decided by your postcode and when you have your first baby) – I hit the jackpot in August 2002, and twenty years on, that holds true. Continue reading →