Author Archives: JenSWight
Home Sweat Home
I went to a Bikram Yoga class this week. This is the famous and controversial school of yoga, called McYoga by some, that has swept the globe. It involves doing yoga in a hot room. In a really hot room. The room I lay in, waiting for the class, to start was 40 degrees C […]
A rose by any other title…
I’ve been playing with the Lulu title tester. Type in the title of your book to be and the tester will calculate the percentage chance you have of your tome being a best seller. That is if you finish writing it, get accepted by an agent, get it accepted by a publisher… Anyway, the first […]
More pillow talk
The Norwegian has informed me of another bit of sleeping/talk/nonsense I came out with last night. I was well on the way to sleep and he came in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I jumped and said in a bitter and accusatory tone, ‘I thought it was an umbrella.’ This made sense. […]
The Wrong Trousers
There are some amazingly good looking people in Bondi Beach, mainly wearing low key yet achingly hip clobber. But there are also a lot of men wearing speedos – so it balances out. They wear these speedos proudly, often with words across the top of their taught, toned buttocks spelling out the name of the […]
Shark! Shark! Shark?
Surfers are a fairly macho bunch. Even the ‘oceanbelongstoeveryoneman’ ones are. Why? Because it is really hard and can be dangerous. Sharks, drowning, sunburn. The other day we were at Whale Beach – a beautiful spot on Sydney’s North Shores watching a group of surfers as the sun went down. They were surfing at the […]
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