Last night legendary Four Corners reporter Liz Jackson bravely showed immense courage by exposing her suffering and vulnerability on screen. The former reporter has been diagnosed with Parkinsons disease and every moment is a struggle. Last night's documentary, filmed by her husband, was raw and unflinching. What she believed to be depression emerged as a … Continue reading Liz Jackson….a reminder to cherish everyday moments

Last night we watched American Sniper and I was reminded so powerfully why films are so vital despite this fast paced access-all-areas internet age. It's the sheer emotional power of the detailed "as it is so" storytelling. Yes, we can see vivid videos of close combat warfare, read books, articles and watch documentaries. But its … Continue reading American Sniper reminds us why the silver screen still sparkles so bright

I departed for Australia eight years ago as a hardened, slightly disillusioned Londoner seeking sun, adventure and blue skies. And if I was honest, love. And I found it. From speedboating with dolphins in Sydney's Pittwater to new friends.....then, a proposal and two babies followed. What a ride. What a lucky country. But there is … Continue reading Ode to England

For me, this is one of the most incredible art installations ever witnessed - and turned out to be remarkable moment for our family. Each ceramic poppy created for the display in the moat at the Tower of London represents every single British and Commonwealth soldier killed in World War One. For our family this … Continue reading Art of the broken hearts….

I was recently very proud to have been asked by Melbourne based charity Family Life to help them with a new fundraising campaign. The charity does so much brave, relentless work aiding families and individuals during very dark chapters of their lives. From domestic violence and abuse to helping separated couples work to solve issues … Continue reading The power of words….

The problem with mind blowing, beautiful travel experiences is when the Melbourne winter sets in it's the only place you want to be. And as the drizzle falls I can't stop thinking about one of my favourite spas. Oh the views across the eucalyptus trees as white butterflies float dreamily past. Oh the calming, steaming … Continue reading Hepburn Bathhouse blues….