Little Friendship

The Stories We Tell

[Photo source]   Perched on barstools, we leaned into one another.  A small, round table littered with wine glasses separated us. And our stories bound us. It happens every time. When my girlfriends and I get together, we tell our stories. Invariably, these are the tales of womanhood, motherhood, of birth, of bodies. It is […]

At The School Gate

That’s weird. She didn’t smile at me today. She always smiles at me. Last week at pick-up, we had that great chat. At least, I thought it was great. She was laughing, wasn’t she? Maybe she was just being polite. Oh shit, maybe I've done something to upset her. Did I? What did I say? […]

Love Letter

It was on Instagram that I first discovered Annie – or more accurately, Annie’s baby boy. A few months older than Harlow, Nicholas is quite simply a beautiful child. White blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and a smile that steals the breath from your chest. Every picture Annie shared of her little guy struck me […]



It was day four. Or was it day five? I can't recall but it was smack bang in the middle of "the weeping" – those post-birth days when your emotions are held to ransom by an epic hormone cocktail. The intense love you feel looking at your baby's tiny face makes you cry but then, […]

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Hello friends


I’m Angie!  I mum. I write. I wife. My husband would say this is the correct order.  He’s so neeeedy. I live with my family in Melbourne, Australia, where I complain about the weather for 90% of the year – but I can’t imagine living anywhere else. Except maybe in Lake Como, waving to my neighbours George and Amal each morning.

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