Every time I come home, I’m struck by a whole slew of feelings. They’re often fleeting, strong, and hard to define. They

The last four days have been a wild ride. It’s not every day you’re reunited with your family after almost two years

The “tell me one hundred stories all day long” solution: I used to long for the day I could tell Elsie a

I am a person gifted and cursed with very strong and plentiful memories. I can see, vividly before me, scenes from the

Note: the photos accompanying this post are completely random and unedited, other than the main Vegemite one, which was taken by my

It’s the first day of December. That means hysterical Christmasing in order to chase away Covid isolation blues must commence. It means

“What’s it like being a mother of two?” ask my friends and acquaintances. Well! Here’s how you bake things: Put the mixing

When Elsie was born, not quite two years ago, I was totally in love with her. I was happy and excited and

It’s been awhile since I wrote anything – apart from this story comparing Sweden and Australia which ended up on the front

When I first moved to Sweden, there were lots of things I missed about home. I missed the systems, the language, the