Anzac Day

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them


You Are So Beautiful

Today is the day of the diva. Jean Paul Gaultier, Shirley Maclaine, Paula Yates and Barbra Streisand were born today. And my gorgeous middle child.

Happy 10th Birthday Mrs Moo, I love being your mother.


A TED talk I loved

This woman talks about the power of vulnerability and believing that we are worthy. She went to a therapist and said, “No family stuff, no childhood shit.” This is brilliant. “Practice gratitude and lean into joy. To feel this vulnerable…..”

Brene Brown on vulnerability


Love song dedications

I’ve got a big love….


Caitlin Moran

I’ve just finished reading Caitlin Moran’s marvellous book How To Be A Woman. It’s funny and discusses a lot of questions that modern, Western women are asking. I recommend reading it if the fact that women earn less than men annoys you and also if, to quote Caitlin Moran, ‘you have a vagina.’ But my favourite quote from the book is her view of feminism:

‘….Greer uses the words ‘liberation’ and ‘feminism’ and I realise – at the age of 15 – that she is the first person I’ve ever seen who doesn’t say them sarcastically, or tempered with invisible quote marks. She doesn’t say them like they are words that are both slightly distasteful, and slightly dangerous, and should be handled only at the end of tongs, like night soil, or typhus.

Instead, Greer says ‘I am a feminist’ in a perfectly calm, logical and entitled way. It sounds like the solution to a puzzle that’s been going on for years. Greer says it with entitlement and pride: the word is a prize that billions of women, for the span of human history, fought to win. This is the vaccine against the earlier pioneers’ failure. This is the atmosphere that would sustain us all in space; the piece of equipment we’ve all been missing. This is what will keep us alive.

…The word feels more exciting than swearing. It is intoxicating. It makes my head swim.’


Happy Paddy’s Day parade

Top of the morning to yer. This year I spent St Patrick’s Day dressed as a bright green and gold leprechaun with a mad bunch of Irish drunks quaffing Guinness at Randwick Racecourse. Oh what fun we had even though I was completely sober. My great grandmother Frances O’Shea was from Limerick so I figure it’s in the blood. Of course it was an Englishman, Edward Lear who made limericks popular in the modern world. To be sure. This is my favourite Irish band.

 


Vale Marie Colvin

Marie Colvin was cremated today in New York. 12 January 1956 – 22 February 2012.

This is the face of a brave woman who died telling the real story in Homs, Syria. She reported from war zones all over the globe. May her legacy be a country free from tyranny. In a world where women who get their tits out on TV are celebrated, Marie Colvin is my hero.

http://mariecolvin.org


Do those Hairy Bears?

Would I cut off all my toenails and put them into an envelope with my feet? Oh, ho, ho.


International Women’s Day

When I was a young child this song was my introduction to feminism. I love the lyrics, apparently inspired by the Australian journalist Lillian Roxon (the mother of rock). Check out the stylin’ 70s fashion the ladies in the video are wearing. Thank you Helen Reddy.


Sister suffragettes

On the eve of International Womens’ Day I’d like to give thanks to all the women who have fought so hard for our reproductive and voting rights. Well done sisters, together we can change the world.