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Like many of my passions,  my third passion yoga, came into my life right when it was supposed to and just when it was needed most.  Which is to say just before I came to the realisation that I am prone to over thinking and...

I don't know whether friends choose you or you choose your friends but I'm really glad I met Sue. This is my friend Sue. [caption id="attachment_837" align="alignright" width="150"] My friend Sue[/caption]   I caught up with her twice last year but before that I wouldn't have seen her for about five years...

I never used to love health and fitness, the second of my passions.  At school I hated sport. I would hide in the toilets at try and avoid it. I walked the cross country, and school sports carnival was a nice day out in the...

I have to be honest when I sat down to write about family, the first of my seven passions, I struggled.  I mean where do you start?  How can you put into words the magnitude of what your family mean to you? As a kid I...

Sydney Theatre Company  from 10 January – 22 March It was a mission to get to the David Williamson play Travelling North at the Sydney Theatre Company (STC) but I was so glad I’d made the effort.  Full of barbeques, shorty shorts and beautiful blow dries, it...

What are your passions in life? Late last year I got worried that there was nothing I was passionate about. Sure there was stuff I liked but was that the same? I discussed it with my husband. "I'm passionate about my family but what are the other things...

I don't know about you but for me when the holiday is over and the car pulls into the driveway I start feeling the post holiday blues.  I'm back to reality, routine and regular old life. You unpack the car and all of sudden the house...

It was 46 degrees and we came to a unanimous decision, a non-airconditioned city stay at my sisters (sorry Sarah!) was not an option.  Straight to wotif.com where we found a 'hot deal' $99 of air-conditioned glory at Diamant Boutique Hotel, Spring Hill, Brisbane. Service Flawless.  The...

One of the side effects of blogging that I didn't anticipate is that I feel like I am never on holidays (even though as I write this I am sitting at a table overlooking the waves of the ocean while my sauv blanc slowly disappears)....

I saw it before I heard it.  The jewel green shirt dazzling me with its brilliant colour and hypnotising me with its emerald silk fluttering in the Sportsgirl breeze.  And then it spoke, “Nicky, Nicky, you need me. Wear me and you will look good...