Little FuckUps

Losing Lo

In the backyard, beneath the glorious blue of the afternoon sky, she and I did our thing; mine was hanging washing on the line, her's was picking through the grass for things to eat – round, chokey things being her absolute favourite. She loves the outdoors, this one. Crinkly leaves, sharp-edged rocks – the back […]

How did this happen?

  …and stupid people get knocked up [Source] Well, if you must know, it was a bottle of sauvignon blanc and the fact that I've had no real cycle for the last five years. That's right, this baby, M-G 3 if you will, was not planned. You remember when I totally TMI'd you with the […]

Dodging Bullets

There was the time LD hopped into the bath (filled with water) on his own, fully clothed. Yeah, he was like 18 months old and we were NOT in the bathroom at the time. Nor did we hear him get in.  Bullet? Dodged. There was the time B yelled, "Oh my god, Zee!" and when […]

Service Required

I had grand plans for grand blogging tonight. Instead, you find me a mere shell of a woman. I had to get my car serviced today. It was a scheduled service and required I leave the car for a period of no less than two hours. I had the boys with me. I took them […]

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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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