The Way We Live: Sunday Mail column

Sunday Mail column for Sunday 25 April 2010

April 27, 2010

There are many great things about being a writer.  You get to work from home in your pyjamas and write Very Professional Emails while eating cornflakes and watching…

The Way We Live: Sunday 18 April 2010

April 19, 2010

I realise I stand alone in many things. The fact I’ve never watched an episode of NCIS, CSI or SVU. My willingness to admit to buying Jason Donovan’s…

The Way We Live: Sunday Mail column

April 17, 2010

So I’m staring at another birthday. This week I turn 38. WHAT? Wasn’t it just yesterday I was putting on my best acid wash jeans and waistcoat, glazing…

FIRST SUNDAY CLUB: April 2010 Southside Education

April 9, 2010

I know what you’re thinking this morning: “Hurrah for elasticised pyjama pants!” Or is that just me as I contemplate Easter egg number 43?  (I refuse to feel…

Sunday Mail column for Sunday 14 March: FIND YOUR TRIBE

March 18, 2010

It’s been a disturbing month. Every time I turn around there’s yet another horror story. Bullying that results in a school stabbing.  A young girl abducted from her…

Sunday Mail Column for Sunday 7 March: Helping orphans in Thailand

March 18, 2010

It’s the first Sunday of the month, which means it’s time to donate $10 to a worthy cause. So far hundreds of Sunday Mail readers – working as…

Sunday Mail Column for Sunday 28 February 2010

March 18, 2010

What did you want to be when you were growing up?  I wanted to be the blonde woman out of ABBA, an actress, a teacher, Mrs Donny Osmond,…

Sunday Mail Column: Labour Of Love

February 14, 2010

Today is not a good day for many people. Not because anything particularly horrific has happened. They haven’t – collectively – been fired. Or robbed. Or been told…

Sunday Mail Column: Street Swags

February 7, 2010

It’s the first Sunday of the month, which means our First Sunday Club is back! In January I launched the First Sunday Club asking readers to join me…

Sunday Mail column

February 2, 2010

So we’re moving. AGAIN. I know, I know. I move house like someone who’s on the run from the police. But Brad’s job means we get shifted like…