Author: Katherine

You might remember Marg and Pat, the mobile-drape fitters from another time. Well, they’re back and this time they are on the sideline of your son’s Saturday cricket. Yep, that’s right. You’ve had an incredibly rare week at work. If… Continue Reading →

I miss you so much. -The end

It was Valentine’s Day. Jacinda Ardern was on the television standing next to Dr Ashley Bloomfield in the Beehive Theatrette, while Tarquin was strapped to his gaming rig, mouse in one hand and Monster in the other. Mum was updating… Continue Reading →

At this time of year, there is always one article in the national newspaper that tells mums across the land, of easy life hacks to make school-lunch choices a breeze. The ladies in these articles are food bloggers, which in… Continue Reading →

It was Tarquin’s year. While everyone around him was falling to pieces over lockdowns or masks or Trump or Judith Collins, Tarquin had actually quite enjoyed the apocalypse. And then the strangest thing happened. It was the day that Twitter… Continue Reading →

I was an awkward teen, a late starter in every way possible. I seemed to hit puberty later than everyone else. I lost my virginity at 18, way after everyone else. All through school until I left, I was a… Continue Reading →

Any of you who are aged 50 years old or older will remember the good old days of buying second-hand goods in New Zealand. They were the days of the Trade & Exchange. If you wanted a good second-hand fridge… Continue Reading →

Tarquin stretched and yawned. It was a new, fresh day. There was nothing on his to-do list other than to roll over and sleep until 12:35, then hop out of bed and head to the kitchen where his mother was… Continue Reading →

I was in Countdown today, and noticed the entire toilet paper section had been wiped clean, just like a computer hard drive. All that remained was the shelving and a few redundant price tags. Couples rounded the aisle entrance, hopeful… Continue Reading →

Has there been anything more awkward in the last year than seeing the men of New Zealand making a trip to the supermarket, clutching a set of cloth shopping bags? Most of us have now completely adjusted to this modern-day… Continue Reading →

Today I pulled into a service station to get my petrol, in a tidy and timely manner. I always like to pull up to the side of the pumps adjacent to my filler. The times I have tried to stretch… Continue Reading →

I was doing a bit of a tidy up today and I came across some pictures of one of the houses in which we grew up. This was the second house mum and dad owned. It was the one before… Continue Reading →

The school holidays are coming to a close, and parents everywhere are already drunk with excitement at the thought of little Tarquin and Bella returning to school, after school care, and out of sight quite frankly. The holidays always start… Continue Reading →