(on creativity & contribution, Part 1) Mt Crawford Forest, Adelaide Hills My new favourite place is the Mt Crawford Forest. My family and I ‘discovered’ it during the recent lockdown and consequently found ourselves returning there every few days: It’s a beautiful place, stuff your Narnia-dreams are made of. Closed to traffic, it was so … Continue reading What if I’m not special? The myth of individuality
“Sorry that I’ve haven’t been too happy recently”; On 20 years without Dad.
Lance Neville Gladigau. Circa 197-Awesome I have a very specific memory of my Dad just a few weeks before he died in 2000. He and I were home alone, and he was working in his office. I can easily picture him in that room: surrounded by timber panelling, in a desk he made himself, made … Continue reading “Sorry that I’ve haven’t been too happy recently”; On 20 years without Dad.
“I just can’t feel any more feels”; On emotional lethargy & trauma
In the summer of 2003, my sister and I travelled around the United States, spending a number of days in Washington D.C. Now what does one spend their time doing in Washington D.C.? Museums, of course. Museums, museums and more museums. It was an interesting, sometimes wonderful, and often-times somber trip. We saw monuments and … Continue reading “I just can’t feel any more feels”; On emotional lethargy & trauma
On collective grief & confession; the lament.
Solomon’s Room. 445am. It’s 445am and Solomon is feeding. He’s not settling. Which is fine. I mean I’d prefer to be asleep, of course. But it's ok. I’ll sit here longer and feed. I’ve got nowhere else to be. I can sit here longer and rock on my chair. I’ve started reading The Handmaid’s Tale. … Continue reading On collective grief & confession; the lament.
On choosing laundry tiles and anxiety attacks
About 18 months ago my husband and I were in the latter stages of our house build. After 2 years we were finally coming up to the point that for many is an exciting stage: bathrooms & wet areas. Unfortunately for me however, this is a nightmare scenario. Bathrooms mean fixtures. Sinks. Toilets. And the … Continue reading On choosing laundry tiles and anxiety attacks
Allowing the Ferment: Or, what Kombucha has annoyingly taught me about the process of reflection
Kombucha. What a millennial marketing dream. "Look guys, here’s a drink that is homemade and environmentally conscious and healthy but also feel free to buy it from us and feel so much better than everyone else when you drink it." Many of you will know Kombucha devotees who preach about its benefits to everyone and … Continue reading Allowing the Ferment: Or, what Kombucha has annoyingly taught me about the process of reflection
we the redeem-able, we the restor-able
2018 has not been an easy year for my family. There were job changes and losses and juggling. There was stress and sickness. There was the learning of how to parent a 2 year old that never forgets ANYTHING. And there was also the building of a house which seconded and underpinned all of our … Continue reading we the redeem-able, we the restor-able
black friday, true crime podcasts, & all that is unmissable
You may have heard that my husband and I are building a house. Which we have been building for the last 299409 years. She is a beauty and I can't believe that we'll be actually living in it someday soon. This piece is not about building a house - I'm sure many will come of … Continue reading black friday, true crime podcasts, & all that is unmissable
Can you advocate for me?
So you've had an illness for some weeks now. Maybe it's a cough, maybe it's a headache that just won't go away no matter how many pills you pop, maybe it's your kid who has had 17 ear infections in the past year. So you go to the doctor, perhaps again. You can't get into … Continue reading Can you advocate for me?
Expertly Amateur
I've been a mum for 2 weeks now. As others have said before me, prior to meeting your bubs, you try to imagine both the emotion you'll feel for your little one, and also the way that it will change your life. Both imaginations failed dismally to what I've felt and experienced in the past … Continue reading Expertly Amateur
Better With Pockets 