Look, I’m not going to patronise you by crapping on about what a privilege it was to hang out at Southern Autistic School for two days. You’re there every day. The last thing anyone needs is some bird with pretty much neurotypical kids (aside from a couple of dyslexics, here and there), patronising you. I have… Continue reading ASD World – Extended Edit
With great curiosity and if I’m honest, a wee bit of trepidation, I got as close to living in ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder) World as my life allows this week. Two days as a fly on the wall at Southern Autistic School (SAS) in Bentleigh East. The facility runs the gamut from Early Education Program… Continue reading ASD World
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*TRIGGER WARNING - ARTICLE DISCUSSES SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND MENTAL HEALTH I was deeply emotionally effected by the news of Danny Frawley's death, recently. I don't go for St Kilda or Richmond, I didn't even KNOW he had a media career, I have no knowledge of him personally. Yet, when The Groom called me to say… Continue reading When The Black Covers The Grey
Let me be clear. I don't like sport. I do not get the level of seriousness that goes down when it comes to running about the joint chasing, hitting, catching, marking, head butting or any other action, pertaining to a ball. Round, oblong, whatever. Don't get it. The money spent on shows dedicated to sport… Continue reading Footy – A Grudging Love Letter
So I need to talk about weight. Sure, kilos applies here. As a former eat-anything-you-like-and-stay-skinny-mole, my post children back fat is, frankly, still a bit weird to me. I'm suggesting denial. Whatever. I tried on 12 1980's vintage frocks today for a school fundraiser 1980's themed prom, which is MY NIGHTMARE, but there I was,… Continue reading Weight
I left my job at a corporate housing company a month before I had my first child, a beautiful blue eyed boy. I took maternity leave for 12 months, but after the business owner started harassing me to work from six weeks after I'd had my son, I eventually resigned. A middle aged man… Continue reading That Day When You Realise That You Are No Longer A Bright Young Thing
Don't eat the thawed out chicken schnitzel that you forgot you'd left on the bench. Unless squirting liquid from your butthole for two days is, like, your thing. © Melanie Bateson
Have you ever found yourself brushing your teeth, looking down at the loo, and wondering how the ACTUAL HECK your children get piss THERE?! No? Just me? Alrighty then.
Y'know. Pretty much everything. It's just not how I imagined it to be when I was running around the povvo pool in my undies back in the 1970's and 80's. I thought I'd grow up to be 16, my name would change to Debbie or Stephanie (I thought these names were MOST sophisticated around my… Continue reading Well, this hasn’t quite worked out the way I thought it would.