What Christmas means to me – Guest blog by Kay Doherty

As an Australian, there's something romantic about imagining Christmas in Winter. In my house, presents were exchanged on Christmas Eve as my parents were Polish and German migrants. Santa arrives a night earlier in Europe. Christmas Day would be spent on Torquay Beach, two hours drive from Melbourne. We'd grab a bucket of Kentucky Fried …

Wedding Jitters!

I'm blogging about something other than writing this week. You see, I'm marrying my partner of twenty-eight years later this year. Everyone's excited including my small number of workmates, one of whom had her wedding earlier this year. A little while ago she asked if we the jitters. I answered, "yes!" These aren't jitters about …