How Not to Attach Door Handles in 5 Breezy Steps

It’s all HGTV’s fault. (Well I have to blame someone other then me, don’t I?) I was watching one of those house-hunting programmes – Property Virgins or House Hunters or something – and there was a guest bathroom with an unusual, and I thought rather quaint, door ‘lock’. It was a tie that you tied [...]

Distractable me

Yay! Hubby installed a mister system! All the better to cool off under on those 110-high Tucson days. Oh, but wait. Then he moved it. And look at it now. Half done and droopy, because he ran out of hooks to hang it on. Isn’t this just the story of my life? Half-assed jobs and [...]

What do you call a rugby player with a bag of live goldfish? (No, it’s not a joke.)

I am married to a rugby player. Oh God oh God oh God. Not that I didn’t know this. However, for the last twenty years I have managed to stick my head in the proverbial sand, hiding as if locked in a major scrum, and successfully ignored it. I rarely go to matches. I count [...]

When DIY comes gift-wrapped

I don’t know why I’m even bothering flogging my novel. The book I should really write is a non-fiction one, and it’s staring me in the face: “How to be married to an engineer: tips for dealing with perfectionist spouses”. The last two days have seen me dodging a barrage of verbal bullets as he [...]

Happy Birthday to me

Except it has all the makings of an unhappy one. I’m sick. So sick I cancelled my birthday party for tonight, even cancelled my house cleaner coming round. Not even the prospect of cocktails from my new Target drinks dispenser was enough to keep that party on the calendar. I just wanted to stay low. [...]