The Festival of Tina is technically a travel blog. And that means you are supposed to review places, events or experiences. The problem is I’m not really good with the details.
Soup from a stone… fancy that!
So last weekend I paid $30 to attend a luxury travel event that included free champagne. As it turned out, it was bottomless champagne.
It seemed like a good idea at the time, again
I’ve now asked a few important people in my life to make sure that when I die, the children get this written on my tombstone.
Caution, deep water
You might think my work trips are just an excuse to visit friends in the USA. You’re wrong. I really do go to the office in New York. And then I sing at the Bitter End. And then I visit friends.
There is nowhere more romantic than Hawaii. So when the internet said that the cheapest way to get to Arizona for a conference was via Honolulu I literally swooned. Who knew I’d end up on a honeymoon? Turned out, this trip was to be abit like marriage and camping. Overrated. It all started out well, …
Writer’s block over
Obviously the writing gods must know I’ve been a bit lax about working on my novel lately. Who would have thought there’d be an actual crime scene out the front of my house on Christmas Eve, followed by a medical emergency on the train to Yamba. Writer’s block over. We love a spa in Thirroul, …
It’s time. Like now
Remember back at start of the FOT, I was on a reconnaissance mission. I had a year’s head start on my friend Jane in the “what do we do with our lives once the kids finish school” game. Well, today is the day. Jane has finished high school for the third time – that’s herself …
50 ways to leave your lover… or your job.
I must admit, I’ve become somewhat of an expert at dropping the microphone. I probably have done it in 50 ways. But in the last few years, even I have taken things to the next level. I still rate this conversation last year as my best: Tina to Engineer: Hey, we’ve had this inquiry from …
Thwarted yet again
I came back home from the USA with a spring in my step, ready to restart my writing career and continue with my fitness regime. I should have just laid on the lounge and waited for the feelings to pass. While I was in Nashville and Cincinnati, I was going to the gym every day, …
Husband – comma – 6
Last night I met an Existentialist in a bar. Really. What are the chances? Could this be Husband, 6? Spoiler alert – it’s a ‘no’ from me. But I have made a new List. Now I’m just asking for a friend of course. What is an existentialist? Well, duh, it is someone who believes in …