Rosie Beaumont is a Melbourne-based writer.
Naomi would still be up at 3am without understanding how ridiculous the situation was. Nigel, on the other hand, had much more in common with me.
In a chaotic world, the instinct to find shelter and isolate in our homes can be strong. But it’s a mistake to hide away.
In the ’90s there were no rules for me and my dog Fang. We would go where we wanted to go and do what we wanted to do.
Recently, I accompanied my brother, Simon, to the dentist to have his final 12 teeth removed. For decades, they had been rotting in his head.
The only place where the lack of affordable housing is being seriously tackled is within the four walls of family homes, and it’s not a pretty sight.
I consider Rufus and Boris the best investment I ever made. My bank manager doesn’t agree.
There’s a place for feelgood moments and celebrating school achievements. But sometimes parents need to have frank talks with teachers without children in the room.
Our little community sits at the point where concrete suburbia meets bushland. And like all good frontier communities, we make our own rules.