Today I went to Paris. But only for about an hour or so while I sipped a skinny cappuccino (slowly, savouring it. And also because I have worked out how long you can “stay” in a cafe having finished your meal/drink. Continue reading “Musings on Paris …”
Weekends are meant for reading, right? Continue reading “Reading blogs on a Sunday morning – the new weekend paper?”
Have you ever thought that there must be more out for you in the world than you are currently experiencing? Don’t be scared: this is no sales pitch but a musing. Continue reading “Looking for Success? Look at Your Attitude”
Contrary to how it looks, this story is not just some light-hearted tale to read to Fluffy the dog at bedtime: ‘The Day Mummy Made A Jam Sandwich.’ It’s actually a true story.
Once upon a time, there was a journalist who became really nervous because she decided to write on one of things we hardly talk about. Continue reading “The Hope Button: activate it”
The saddest thing in art is when an artist is debilitated unfruitful by the ruling of an over-grown Inner Critic. Continue reading “A widespread artistic affliction: silence the inner critic!”
I’d like to tell you about some my favourite books. Or I could talk like a lot of readers do when being interviewed by an imaginary journalist, answering the following hyperbolic question: “What books have changed your life?” Continue reading “Some of my favourite books”
“What the hell is a LA gang member doing in Geelong today?” Excuse the language but that was the question posed as I sat in a packed audition, spilling with both high school students and police officers and youth workers. Continue reading “From Gangs to Geelong: Alfred Lomas shares his story”