I read somewhere recently that ONE in FIVE Australians is estranged from their family because of shifting societal attitudes and low tolerance for toxic behaviour, and increased awareness of mental health. Many counsellors actually advise clients to walk away from their parents.

I don’t know if you remember, but a while ago I announced Fleur’s Inner Circle. This is like a social media platform, but not one that is at the whim of algorithms or Meta (who wants to steal all our data).

Bookmarks or dog-eared pages? Controversial, I know. Just the same as, is listening to an audiobook still reading? Where is your spot to read?

What’s your take?

I can’t tell you how disappointed that Show and I didn’t get an invite to the TT wedding. I am a huge Swifty, but obviously, Taylor hadn’t heard that.

My job is downright weird at times. Who would write letters to their mother, or those close to them, from imaginary people? Maybe the better question to that is WHY would anyone bother to write letters from imaginary people?

I’m going to talk about the NDIS, so firstly, I want you to understand that I know the NDIS needs an overhaul. The system, as it stands today, is easily wrought and so open to fraud. There is no denying that.

It has been a wild week! Not weather-wise, because normally if I say a week has been wild, it’s been windy and raining and freezing. Lovely winter weather. Yes, the weather has been a bit like that this last week, but I’m meaning work-wise!

I drove nearly 40 kilometres following this rainbow a couple of weeks ago. It started as a smudge in the sky, then I watched it form from a baby rainbow into a full one.

Dear Everyone from Victoria and New South Wales, you are wonderful. I have had the best tour, I think I’ve ever had.

Things that make me go ‘ahhh,’ and sigh in contentment. This weeks offerings!

The Witness; Clever and Gripping. Come and see photos of where I’ve set the novel

Farmers rarely ask for help. We are an independent, self reliant industry. However, today I’m coming to you to ask for help.

As humans I don’t think we do uncertainty well.

Detective Dave Burrows country has a special pull on me. I guess that's why I shifted Dave to his little town called Barker. With Dave and his wife, Kim, living there, I got to hang out in the Flinders Ranges every year, even if I hadn't got back there to physically visit.

When I was growing up, and we headed off into the bush camping, there was never, ever any outback loos in the middle of nowhere.

I laughed so much when I turned up at Cave Hill the other day and found this... I was in the middle of the bush, a few hundred kilometres from anywhere, and there was a toilet.

THE CURE FOR ISOLATION IS CONNECTION!

A long time ago, when I first started writing and this website, blogs were a big thing. I'd pop in here and tell you all about my day, and hopefully you'd leave me a comment and tell me about yours.

There is nothing like the word Haighs for giving a person away as a South Australian!

‘What is Haighs?’ as a friend asked the other day. What?! Only the best chocolate in the world! Better than Swiss, better than (sorry to all native Western Australians!) The Margs Chocolate Factory (only marginally, though) and certainly better than Hershey’s, even though the Americans claim otherwise.

Yesterday, my son turned 21! Yes, 21! And I made a mistake. Every April book usually comes out on his birthday, and for some reason, I thought this year's was the same. So I thought Hayden's birthday was today, rather than yesterday. Good thing I worked out on Sunday, that wasn't the case!

It was lockdown and lockout. The WA government had told me I couldn’t visit my parents in South Australia because the borders were remaining shut for the foreseeable future. I would normally head to their place in the Flinders Ranges for a break.

Last year, I made a decision that I wanted to go camping a lot more than I had been. When I was a kid, our family used to camp a lot; we saw some amazing and wild parts of Australia, places I'll never forget. So with all that in mind, I bought this little ripper (which is now called Dusty Rose, after all of your input! I also call it the office) and started to plan a route up in the north of WA.