Yesterday, I sang happy birthday to a friend in a video message despite thinking I have a terrible voice. “I’ll sing the low version,” I announced before plucking up my courage, taking
My daughter Imogen knows I love proteas so when she saw a bouquet of native Australian flowers while shopping, she decided to buy them for me. A day or two previously, I’d
Why do we judge each other? Why do we worry so much about other people’s opinions of us? And what would everyone think of me if they knew what I did? In
What if we share our work with the world and then someone comes along and criticises it? Some people might write bad reviews that make our hearts sink. We could wonder what
Sometimes I’m not very sensible: I try to do too much. I want to blog and vlog and podcast and write books and host a community and occasionally sign in to
ou want a coffee?” I ask. My daughter Gemma-Rose smiles and says, “Yes, please!” ”Which cafe shall we go to?” ”Let’s go somewhere we’ve never been before.” The first cafe we come
Thomas died in my arms. I remember thinking: it’s over. For 24 hours or maybe 5 months, we’d ridden an emotional roller-coaster. Hope: there always a chance he will live. Despair: he’ll probably
hen I asked the hairdresser to cut my hair short, I had a definite idea of what I wanted. ”I like Andrea’s hairstyle,” I said, mentioning the name of a well-known TV
Many years ago, I discovered that a friend of mine never irons her clothes. She doesn’t even own an iron. I thought this was rather strange. Surely clothes need ironing? At the
hen we choose to do things differently from those around us, it’s rarely simple. Although we might say that it’s okay for everyone to do what suits their own family – which is
I'm an Australian unschooling author, blogger and podcaster. I've been blogging here since 2011 and have loads of stories about all aspects of unschooling to share with you.