If You’re Worried You’ve Messed Up Your Children, You Probably Have

The conversation took place while we were 'home' over the holidays in Australia.  Our local (non expat) life.  A neighbour I hadn't met before was about to embark on a solo parenting stint. Her husband was heading overseas to work, he'd be away for about six months. They'd considered moving the entire family (again) but it just felt too disruptive … [Read more...]

The Excavation of my Husband

It was a string of fortunate events that had us sitting on the promenade with people we'd met maybe once before. A chance meeting in front of a restaurant, a stroll, the decision to stop for a bite to eat. The conversation a mixture of introduction and confirmation. Yes, four kids, you? Two. Ages?  Your parents live in...yes, that's right! Polite … [Read more...]

In the Middle of a Marriage

We had one of those terrible wedding videos, we're talking pre digital. Our VHS cassette tape arrived a few weeks after the wedding and was played as a source of entertainment for the first couple of years until it was packed away in the back of a cupboard rarely to be seen again. I can't really remember the fine details now but if I had to recall … [Read more...]

Midnight at the Airport

*Today I'm speaking at The Hilton on Orchard Road in Singapore. It's our very first big fat expat meetup. Here's a copy of today's talk.* It's after midnight and I'm sitting in a restaurant at the airport. I have all of my familiar airport paraphernalia with me: a neck pillow, a long scarf that will later serve as an additional blanket on the … [Read more...]

A Buttered Bum

*I gave a talk yesterday at a Breast Cancer Awareness function in Doha. There were some great speakers from Hamad and the Cancer Centre - lots of great info and a great event to show women in Qatar that they are in good hands. I really want to say thank you to the American Women's Association. Those love heart cushions and drain bags are so … [Read more...]

An Elephant Never Forgets

  At aged two my son held a grey plastic elephant in his hand at all times. Breakfast, park, lunch, nap time, dinner and bath - the grey elephant his constant companion. I have no idea when or why he stopped doing it. I just remember it being a thing, and then it wasn't. The grey elephant was filed into the same folder as bedwetting, thumb … [Read more...]

Something To Be Aware Of During Breast Cancer Awareness Month

I began my first round of chemotherapy almost twelve months ago. I had arrived back in Doha to be with my family after having surgery in Australia, knowing that the real fun was about to start. When it comes to cancer people change their language completely, it somehow becomes brutal and harsh. Everyone's fighting a war, referring to themselves as … [Read more...]

Ladies Who Do Much More Than Lunch

There was a moment, maybe a minute, in Abu Dhabi this week where I wondered if my self perceived spirit of adventure was perhaps a little reckless. The seed of doubt was planted by my mother while speaking on the phone that morning, me in a taxi on my way to the airport, her in my hometown of eight thousand people in rural Australia. "Just be … [Read more...]

This is my Fantasy

So this is the picture I keep going to. This is my fantasy. My future kitchen isn't exactly like this, mine will have a full window that runs from end to end, but the brushed concrete floor and the timber cupboards with the concrete slab top - that's what my kitchen is going to look like. So I've shown you the fantasy. This is the … [Read more...]

The Recipe for a Perfect Move

Somewhere in the middle of last week my husband and I became obsessed with coleslaw. Ridculous, I know, but there we were with the recipe book open discussing which cabbage, savoy or chinese, like the world depended on our decision. It was Eid Al Adha and with the kids off school, and both of us not working, it meant time was on our side. Time we … [Read more...]