Welcome to my world!

I’m not where I thought I’d be approaching 50, but here I am. After living an adventurous life, working in weird and wonderful places, I’ve decluttered life as I find myself living with parents and dementia, fending off the spinster label, learning the value of compound saving and hoping one day that my hamstrings will lovingly loosen. A few years’ back, I woke in a panic wondering if this was it? Then one morning I found a carrot in the cutlery draw, and I realised, whatever ‘it’ is, it’s actually all okay, well for the most part anyway…

Does toothpaste go under your arm?

There was a time when I thought sleeping in on a Sunday until 11am was my ultimate bliss. Not anymore. While I still dream of being that person who can get up for a 6am yoga class to salute the sun before it’s up, I am definitely the type who finds it hard to languish...

Why I’m happy to live with dementia

There are some things I love about dementia. I especially love that it's unlocked a side of my Dad I'd never seen before. For most of my life, I struggled in my relationship with Dad. He was raised and still lives by a code of conduct shaped by his post-war Catholic...

Turns out there are knee braces for dogs

Each night as I come home from work, I'm greeted by my folks and my small 13 year old pup, Mikey, happily watching the evening news. Usually Mum is trying desperately to hold back my canine ugg boot from launching himself off the lounge and onto me as if we're...