Rocks for the pool

What did you think about the earth-shattering news of the Aussie swimming men’s  relay team’s big confession?  Was it worth parading the offenders before a phalanx of journalists, baying for the blood of more disgraced athletes? Let’s face it we can sum it up quite easily: ‘They were young blokes on a trip away from home and they acted like immature yobbos. Yes, it was wrong to mix a sleeping tablet with some beer. ‘What were they thinking?’ you ask. The simple answer: Nothing. They weren’t thinking. They were having what they thought was fun. In hindsight they would be the first to agree it was an irresponsible way to behave. However, according to the Australian swimming head honchos, and the Australian media, the...

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Book nerd

When I was a little girl I read anything and everything I could lay my hands on. The 4 book limit at the library was stifling for someone like me. I’d read them all within a couple of days and then the ensuing 10 – 12 day wait until the next library day was agony. I tried to pace myself but it never worked. I devoured books like a teenager devours potato chips. When I’d finished my children’s books, I’d read my father’s. I can remember one summer holiday, when I was eleven years old, reading Gone With the Wind in three days. My favourite character was Rhett Butler and I couldn’t understand what he saw in silly Scarlett. She was just like some of the girls I knew at school: so into herself she couldn’t see straight....

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Flamin’, mongrel hormones!

Who needs flipping hormones? When you first encounter them, they sprout hair in embarrassing places, they pop pimples out on your face like they’re making fairy bread and you suddenly need deodorant. You find yourself obsessing about your hair, the opposite sex, your weight and the stupid clothes your mother makes you wear that makes you look even more like a dork than your stupid hair and it’s just not fair!  The world is a wonderful, magical place when it isn’t conspiring against you, which happens more and more often and it’s just not fair! As you get older you settle into some sort of rhythm and the swine hormones lull you into a false sense of security. But, one day it all happens again. They sprout hair in embarrassing places, while...

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