Monday morning at the office

Sometimes I miss working in an office. The hustle and bustle. The friendly camaraderie. Even the politics*. The whispering in corridors. The complete outrage over who said what to whom …

Finding my way around

You know that feeling when you move into a new house and you spend the first few nights awake because the place creaks and groans in a different way to …

Last day of the holidays

It’s the last day of the holidays. Already my thoughts have moved from lazy, slow mornings and meandering afternoons to an overflowing To Do list and a slew of deadlines. …

The trouble with social media

I keep cannibalising my own blog. Seriously. I eat small chunks out of it every day and then wonder why it’s less satisfying as a main meal. A year ago, …

The royal ‘wee’

I have written before about riding on trains with boys. Several times. I seem to do a lot of it. Usually I write about the philosophical/metaphorical/[insert another ‘ical’ here] aspects of …

So, I have this new newsletter

You might notice something new about the Fibro blog today – see that fresh, pretty little box over there to the right? It’s the sign-up for my new monthly newsletter. …

There’s always time for a cuddle

The Fibro household is a little overwrought at present. Mr6 has a cold and is snoring and grinding and snuffling his way through every night, waking up tired every morning. …

The view from my office

Last time I wrote a post about where I write, I was still living in the Fibro. I had a cosy little office, looking out over the back deck and …

What does sexy mean?

Mr6 and I had a date to the school disco last Friday. He requested gel for his hair, with a specific level of ‘sticky-upness’ required. I did my best, but …

Little boys and big school

Mr6 is underwhelmed by his first few days of Grade One. I asked him what he did yesterday. “Ohhhh,” he sighed. “First we put our lunchboxes in the tub, then …

The long, hot summer

It has been so long since we had an actual summer, I’d forgotten what one felt like. Now I remember. *** For a week, Fibrotown has been getting on with …