Eating poached pears in winter sounds like a very, well, wintery thing to do, doesn’t it? I don’t eat a lot of fruit, truth be told, but I do enjoy a nice, juicy, soft pear. Emphasis on the soft. Crunchy pears send shivers down my back. Yuk. But cooked? I’d not done that before. So…
I’m now a weekly iVoices blogger over at the recently launched iVillage website. Do come on over and say hello and see the other fabulous bloggers. I’ve discussed my thoughts on the subject of ‘mummy blogging’ here many times over the years. A few weeks ago I was asked my thoughts about it again for this…
In what might seem like a shocking departure to my ordinary monthly reading wrap-up, which is to say I normally post pictures of titles that are prefixed by such phrases as ‘hope to get to‘ or ‘in the pile to read‘, I finished four out of the above five titles. The Sweet Hereafter is…
It begins on Saturday in the city where I was staying overnight with some girlfriends (who were running the 10km) in a hotel in Southbank. We went out for dinner and ate and drank thoughtfully in mind for the upcoming race. Evidence: mocktails, despite my longing for a proper one. I didn’t sleep very…
I was fortunate enough recently to be invited to tag along shopping with Jasmin as stylist Dayana Saliba showed us a little of the ropes when it comes to knowing what to buy for ourselves in terms of such things as colour, shape, material and much more. I accepted because, hey, I like to shop…
Last night was the farewell drinks for Lisa as she heads over to Bali for a few months to work and I thought what better occasion than to buy a martini. I realise this isn’t a martini in the classic sense: I didn’t have to specify, a la James Bond, that I preferred vodka over gin. No,…
As is the case in many suburbs around the country, our local DVD rental shop recently closed down. I think many businesses these days can’t afford the rents to sustain the large, cavernous commercial spaces needed to house all those DVDs. Especially when smaller, more accessible operations are popping up instead. Enter from stage right,…
I love spooky, spine-tingling stories; but I also try to keep a hold on my imagination, not let it get the best of me. I’m all for science and theorems, but there a more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in Horatio’s philosophy, as Hamlet said. All this is to say that if…
I’ve been under a bit of deadline pressure this week on top of scurrying around with surgeon and specialist appointments (my jaw is spiteful and determined to send us broke, but more on that another day), so I apologise for any absence that may have been felt. Just quickly though, it’s exciting to be able…
