Snippet Saturday

“‘So my little friend,’ said the cat. ‘Would you like to go for an adventure across the sea?’ ‘You can talk!’ exclaimed the little boy, his tears momentarily forgotten. ‘That I can little one.’ ‘Are you magical?’ asked the child. ‘Mama told me you were.’ ‘I am indeed,’ replied the cat as he smiled his... Continue Reading →

Snippet Saturday – Fuck the Patriarchy

“ ‘No my dear, we didn’t put anything magical in the tea,’ smiled Louisa. ‘The magic is a circle of women coming together. It’s the ancient connection we feel as sisters.’ ‘Louisa’s right,’ said Susannah. ‘For too long society’s demonised women and pitted us against each other. Polly nodded, ‘That’s because powerful women have always... Continue Reading →

Snippet Saturday

Kings Cross 1946 “The rain came down in sheets as the young woman huddled under the awning. Her few scant belongings jammed in a battered old suitcase by her feet. She was not sure how long she had been sitting on the bench. But it was dark now. She had blindly boarded the first train... Continue Reading →

‘Twas the night before Christmas

As an Australian kid Christmas meant endless days bobbing about on inflatable pool toys, while being seranaded by raucous cicadas and dive-bombed by Christmas beetles. It was my Mum in long flowing patio dresses slathering us in sunscreen, and my grandmother's outlandish swimming caps. It was my Dad cooking a BBQ and always burning the... Continue Reading →

A Cat’s Twelve Days of Christmas

I've always loved the old classic The Twelve Days of Christmas. I've never understood it, but I love it. I always imagine how thrilled the recipient must have been when she received that lovely tree with the bird in it, and how her Christmas, thanks to some dubious gift choices from her true love, degenerated... Continue Reading →


Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again... The year was 1984. I was 21 years old and had just joined the Book of the Month Club. I still remember my excitement as I tore open the package and there it was - Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier. From the moment I read those... Continue Reading →

Sympathy for the Cat

Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a cat of stealth and grace. I've lazed around for long, long years Stole some hearts and sealed their fates. And I was 'round when some pesky mice Stole into the house when it rained. Made damn sure I ate them, Licked my paws then washed my face.... Continue Reading →

She’s a witch!

For over 40 years I dyed my hair every shade imaginable. It all started when I was 16 and my boyfriend - a complete jackass - casually remarked that red hair was trashy. In response to his sweeping statement I immediately dyed my blonde hair a shade of flaming red. This pattern of colourful rebellion... Continue Reading →

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