[Image Source] I am not the model housewife. No, no, no. When I was a newly minted mum and stay-at-home lady of the manor, I briefly flirted with the idea of being the quintessential 1950s housewife. Don't judge me, I was in the post-baby bubble and thinking I could do it all and do it […]
Little Relationships
Speak My Language?
by Angie Maddison | April 11, 2013 | Little Relationships | 9 Comments
So it turns out, there are five languages of love. Bren and I were chatting about it this morning. We agreed that Ziggy's language is Physical Touch and Luca's is Quality Time. I pointed out quite strenuously that mine is Receiving Gifts. Gifts. Maybe this is the modern version of Men Are From […]
Date Night
by Angie Maddison | February 16, 2013 | Little Lovebirds: A&B, Little Relationships | 2 Comments
Yes, I require heavier filters than he does… We believe in Valentine's Day. Well, no, that's not quite right. We understand it is an exercise in consumerism and we are fully against those teddies holding fake roses in plastic cylinders. AGAINST THEM. But we like each other and going out to dinner. We like […]
Love Will Find A Way (even when you get the address wrong)
by Angie Maddison | February 14, 2013 | Little Lovebirds: A&B, Little Relationships | 0 Comments
He was always good with flowers. The girl on the crowded tram struggling with a gorgeous bunch of blooms on the way home from work? That was me. The floral arrangement held aloft, making it's way through a busy call centre to be delivered to your desk? That's a great moment. But it's the […]
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.

