Things are changin' around here

First, let me begin with an apology. This blog has been devoid of any substance or entertainment for some time now. How a once blank, beautiful canvas of  endless writing potential could degenerate into a blog about blow and boobs is still beyond me. But, it is what it is.

If it is any consolation, I have just had a piece published by the St James Ethics Centre! The article is in relation to Ethics and Feminist Legal Theory (you can find it here http://www.ethics.org.au/ethics-articles/exile-emotion-ethical-theory-and-law). It is completely accessible - meaning, you don't need to have a degree in law  (or in anything, for that matter) to understand it. It is intended as a light and hopefully entertaining opinion piece. So, if substance is what you seek, I invite you to head over there and have a read.

Also, I understand by linking to the article, I am not only 'outing' myself as a feminist, but perhaps worse still, I am no longer posting anonymously. So, there will be a bit of house keeping around here - locking personal posts, writing a professional 'About page' (professional  in this case means not  using the word 'ta-tas'  and 'admitted solicitor in NSW' in the same sentence) and more writing.

I guess it's a solid move in the direction of writing professionally.

So, my dear readers, thank you for your continued reading, please do stay around and together we'll see where this road leads (hopefully that road is not Parramatta Road, and hopefully I'm not pushing a cat in a pram with an assorted collection of plastic bags onto oncoming traffic). As I said, we'll see.

Baking

As it happens, a lot can be done in those fleeting, sober moments that break up the ho-hum of one intoxicating, alcohol-fuelled stupor from the next. 

Like, cooking.Yes, I made these muffins! I did! And just smashed down two with my tea. So baller.