Okay, my French could best be described as sucky. As I've mentioned before I'm really bad at it, but that doesn't stop me thinking that I can speak French when in France to real French people who have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about. It [...]
Spotted. Very cool gate at Amity Point, North Stradbroke Island belonging to a very cool beach house.
This is an advertising video but it's so subtle you wouldn't know it. Filming took 144 days in eleven countries, 18 flights, 38 thousand miles, an exploding volcano and 2 cameras. It features that little honey from Rescue: Special Ops. That show's [...]
I spent last week on a tropical island. I have to admit I was a bit underwhelmed when my husband proposed it. I wanted to go to Paris, but seeing that blogging and unpublished novels don't pay that much (well anything at all if I'm honest), a [...]
I love this series of photos that feature planes from South African company Kulula. Even the name is cool. Apparently the flight attendants like to make the flight enjoyable with quotes like the following. In the event of a sudden loss of cabin [...]
So Oprah didn't have such a good time in Australia. That's a shame. She seemed to, but that was probably a bit of good acting on her part. She is a bit of an actress. Do you remember her from The Colour Purple? It's all that bloody Paul Simon's [...]
Did you know that Julia Roberts has the names of her kids tattooed on her back? Right above the beginning of her arse crack. I thought only footballers and their wives did that. Weird, Julia doing that. I think less of her somehow. Anyway it's got [...]
I got a pat down as I went through an airport security checkpoint a couple of weeks ago. Can't remember where, but it was overseas. This has never happened to me before. Usually, if I set off the alarm as I step through the scanner they pull me [...]
There's a new book out--Things Bogan's Like. I'm buying it for my husband for his birthday because I have this sneaking suspicion that he might be a bogan--well a closet one anyway. I don't think I am but there's no room for complacency here. [...]
Not only do those Parisian women know how to tie a scarf with a flick of their wrist and never ever gain weight despite eating a baguette every day, now they want to show us up by making their trees grow legs that Giselle would be envious of.