The Way We Live: Sunday Mail column
The Way We Live – Sunday 25th July 2010: women in media
Recently I’ve been talking with someone who is planning a “women in media” seminar for Queensland high school students. The idea is to have a panel of women…
The Way We Live – Sunday 18 July 2010
It was one of those unforgettable dinner party moments. But not in a good way. Not in an I-was-on-fire-with-witty-one-liners kinda way. No it was one of those uncomfortable…
Sunday Mail Column for Sunday 11th July 2010: the one about France
I don’t know about you but I’m looking forward to Bastille Day on Wednesday. I know it’s hard to tell from that little photo of me on the…
First Sunday Club: Spinal Injuries Association – July 2010
They’re a tough audience. Anyone who has ever fronted a room full of teenagers knows that they often bring with them a take-no-prisoners approach. Over the past eight…
Sunday Mail Column for Sunday 27 June 2010: the one about the dangers of email
I imagine that God* thinks we’re all pretty thick. It doesn’t matter how many downfalls we witness, we seem to have great difficulty learning the dangers of putting…
Sunday Mail Column for Sunday 13th June 2010: the one about life after 40
It was one of those reality TV moments we’ve seen a million times before. Dom, the over-40 Charity CEO had his head in the guillotine following a dud…
First Sunday Club: Karuna – June 2010
Before I dive in to this month’s First Sunday Club selection, I wanted to take a moment to thank readers for their generosity so far. You donated thousands…
Sunday Mail Column for Sunday 30 May 2010
If someone asked me to define “feminism” when I was a teenager, I think I would’ve started randomly quoting lines from “Sisters Are Doing It For Themselves” that…
Sunday Mail Column Sunday 9 May 2010
So this is my second Mother’s Day as a mum and I’m delighted to reveal that I’m expecting bambino number two later this year. Which means that I’ve…
Sunday Mail Column for Sunday 2 May 2010: FIRST SUNDAY CLUB
There’s a lot you can get away with on a Sunday. Sleeping in (unless, like me, you have a toddler who wakes at 5.50am every morning and yells…