Grandma’s poison arum lily

Today I went to the supermarket to buy milk and came home with a calla lily. I did not think twice. As soon as I saw it, I picked it up and put it in my trolley because it reminded me of my grandmother. This a photo of my grandmother in her garden, the farm … Continue reading Grandma’s poison arum lily

Pocket Bookclub talk about brunch coats and Miles Franklin winner

It says something of the age of Pocket Book club members that we all know what a brunch coat is and remember our mothers' wearing one. Perhaps we wore one too but we were not willing to admit it. A bit like duchess for a dresser, brunch coat has fallen out of favour. I have … Continue reading Pocket Bookclub talk about brunch coats and Miles Franklin winner

The REAL 1980’s

Someone asked me why I had set my book Cassandra in the 1980's. It was a no-brainer really, first of all, I was a teenager in the 1980's so I figured I could pull that off. Secondly, Cassandra can predict the future. She could predict things the reader knows happened. Lastly,  Cassandra as a teenager is a bit … Continue reading The REAL 1980’s

Zeus is a slut

One of the things that surprised me when I delved into Greek mythology was that the gods were not very nice. Zeus is the kingpin of the Olympian gods. There are lots of derogatory words for women who have sex with many men. There is no male equivalent. Womaniser or player carry a far bit … Continue reading Zeus is a slut

About the old lady who swallowed a fly, molly coddling and gender bias

This might turn out to be a bit of a double rant. One of my all time favourite songs/stories, when I was a kid, was There was an Old Lady who Swallowed a Fly. It's ridiculous and funny and dark and I always loved the shock of the last line She's dead of course! I … Continue reading About the old lady who swallowed a fly, molly coddling and gender bias

We are all natural Storytellers

My daughter is of the Hogwarts's generation, so naturally enough bought The Cursed Child. She sent a text to me one Saturday to say she had finished it and she was close to tears and desperately wrote 'I want more stories'. We all need stories - perhaps more than we need a place to live. American … Continue reading We are all natural Storytellers