The Bold and The Botanical
This weekend the world celebrated Nude Gardening Day. I’ve never gardened nuddy before and I wouldn’t say I’m a naturalist, more of an ‘occasional-nude-enthusiast’. Many moons ago I posed naked for Radio Adelaide (the
When You Can’t Hold On Any Longer
We were groaning out loud with pleasure, Boofhead and I. Our romantic dinner didn’t involve any amorous dancing, but our taste buds were definitely doing the turbo charged Tango. We were masticating vocally with joy,…
Two Cocks Survive
About a year ago I started regularly walking my dog, Frankie, at a local sports oval near some bush land. One day while parking the car, I spied what looked to be a rooster in
Putting My Fest Foot Forward
It’s all over,… I arrived (by foot) at the dreaded moment. Over the past 12 months, I’ve stuck my head in the sand,… tried gallantly to go on, but each time the regret has been
Seeing Green
The rain, she’s a’coming down hard this weekend and we’ve locked ourselves indoors to play. Boofhead picked up a bag of Kaffir limes from a friend last weekend and after we’d lay in bed
Ride That Wave
I’m a proud mum at the best of times but right now I feel like swinging a placenta like a lasso and yee hawing like a possessed banshee. You see my 16 year old
