Author: Rochelle Barrish
-
How my granny’s secret “mad money” fund empowered the women in our family
It’s money you hope you’ll never need, and never have to spend. But if things go wrong in a relationship, it could be the key to survival in the toughest of times. And today, it’s the inspiration for whole new approach to saving for the later years.
-
When the going gets tough, the stuff gets going
We could all do with a little less of the odds and ends that clutter up our daily lives, but is the Marie Kondo way a real solution or just a fleeting fad? There’s only one way to find out…
-
Dear Granny, I wish I could tell you how I finally met the light of my life
After all that confessing to Father Regan, on behalf of her wayward children, the grand old matriarch would have been pleased to know about this bright and shining match made in heaven
-
How I learned to stop hating the money I never had
Money may not be able to buy happiness, but happiness can sometimes follow when you change the way you get on with money, and re-examine the role it plays in your everyday life.
-
How I solved the mystery of the disappearing rugby girlfriend
The girlfriend who loves rugby as much as she loves her boyfriend, turns into the wife who forgets all about the game while her husband carries on cheering.
-
How five gay men made me change my bad habits
A chance encounter with a reality show recently made me rethink my marriage and the issue of masculinity within the home. It stopped me in my tracks and made me realise anew that not all masculinity is toxic. It’s inspired this raging women’s rights activist to want to change some of my bad habits. And…
-
You don’t have to be chicken to live here, but it helps
I come from a long line of pavement specials, so there is no ancestral home and definitely no family crest. But if there’s one bird that deserves to be on our family crest, when we eventually get around to tracing our roots, it should be the cheeky chicken.
-
A quiet, shy introvert’s guide to being seen & heard
I had to get out of my introvert rhythm, power up and compete with the extroverts. It’s not the easiest thing to do if your default setting is quietly getting on with it and doing your best.
-
The gut-punch that sent me reeling off the corporate ladder
After years of a doubly reinforced glass ceiling in our industry, the older ones amongst us had smashed those ceilings and were racing up to Exco level. The band of sisters following them were determined to follow in their footsteps.
-
The life-lesson I learned from my dad on the tennis court
NO. This cannot be happening. What is he wearing? Is he joking! How could he come to school. My school. My high school. In those clothes. I wanted that green surface to open up and swallow me with tennis racket and all.