Yesterday I sat down and sorted a pack of sprinkles into colours. It didn't occur to me until Dan asked what the hell I was doing that this might be a little strange, I just didn't want the decorations on my cupcakes to clash. The day that I'd planned to make Declan's cupcakes for his preschool birthday celebration was the same day my...

...and I don't mean hot and sweaty in a naughty way, I mean hot and sweaty in that it's hot enough to cook steak on the pavement and I'm knocked up and dripping bucket after bucket of sweat from every available pore. I am still adjusting to the Australian Christmas. Christmas in the UK is just such a different experience. I can't help but feel...

You'd be stretching to call me houseproud. I do the absolute bare minimum to make my home livable, I don't ever see myself being featured in an issue of Better Homes. But I have a want. More accurately, a need. I need a lime green sofa. I can't look at my lounge room without mentally ridding myself of the grey '80s sofa that is currently...