judgement day

So, let’s say you have this ‘thing’ to go to

You know, one of those family ‘do’s’

A long lost cousin-ish rellie bash

And your husband knew about this, and decided to go on a fishing trip

You say arsehole

I say well played Big D



Hypothetically speaking…

It’s the righty (Oz speak for ‘right thing to do’)

So you should go

You know what?

Fuck the hypothetical

I can barely spell it, let alone do a blog trying to ‘be’ it

Too hard


So the girls and I DID go

And headed out to this ‘function’

I was trying to be vague, ’cause I’m thinking there’s some rellies that may read this

And might not be happy to be BLOGGED

Although, technically I’m not blogging about them

But my reluctance to attend said function, might be construed as a lack of ‘giving a fuck’ about distant relatives

Carry on…

So the girls & I put on out best party dresses

Well, party dresses for them

Not so much for me

We arrive 30 minutes late

No biggy, the invite said 2-5 pm

2:30 fits in there just right in my books

The girls didn’t really know anyone there

This party is second-cousin family territory, that haven’t seen them since they were babies

I’m having a hard time remembering everyone’s names myself

There’s a tonne of kids there and the girls go running straight off to play

Me being me, I’m out the front

In the back

In the playroom & basement every few minutes checking up on them to see they’re OK

There’s probably close to 100 people at the party

And I only know maybe 10 of them

So yeah, I’m going to helicopter parent my girls for the next few hours

The girls just about lost their shit when this guy showed up

He was the entertainment for the kids at the party

With his traveling world of reptile show

Now I don’t know about your kids

But if I gave mine a bucket of sugar, dipped in chocolate and put on the Disney channel on TV non-stop which is a normal breakfast at our house

They would walk AWAY from that

To touch any kind of reptile or creepy crawly

fucked up no?

So snake man comes

And all the kids LOVED it

He was a cool guy with some great stuff in his little serial killer van

I’m pretty sure he was coked to the eyeballs had a few energy drinks before he did his show

Full of life and funny – perfect for the under 8 crowd

Miss 6 & Miss 4 lined up patiently to touch every animal he brought out

Totally made coming to the party worth it


So snake man leaves and we all head inside for cake

Then I take the kids out the back to play on the bouncy castle

This red headed lady comes running outside, kind of semi-frantically yelling

I say ‘kind-of-semi’ – ’cause I know if this was me – I would be in full-blown panic-sreaming-my-box-off mode

She can’t find her little boy

It’s a big yard, big house, big party

And he’s two

So we all start looking for him

Turns out he’s out the front, by himself, playing with his toy cars

All’s good

About 20 minutes later the girls & I go down to the basement

There’s a shit load of dress up clothes down there they want to play with

We get down there, and there’s this 2 year old boy again

By himself

Bawling his eyes out

It looked like he’d been playing on the treadmill down there and gone arse up

So I look around, don’t see anyone

Decide to take him to his Mum

‘Cause where I come from, two year olds aren’t the best communicators and can’t tell you exactly how they hurt themselves

So they cry

Which is why we SUPERVISE them

I found red headed Mum upstairs having a drink

She didn’t realise her son was somewhere else

Strike 2 for you lady

And then, I shit you not, I was out the front playing with the girls on some scooters

And this little boy wonders outside, by himself, and starts playing with us

We were the only ones out there

For at least 20 minutes

And not once did someone come to see where this little fella was

No one

I even contemplated chucking him the back of the car and taking him home

The girls want a little brother – problem solved

Diamond says I’m a nightmare when I’m pregnant – problem solved

But of course I would never do that



Not long after that, we’re back insdie

And the grown ups and me are sitting around chatting

And I was formally introduced to this mother of the year ginge woman

She’s like, so what do you dooooo?

Why do people always ask that? Does it matter?

Anyhoo, I tell her I’m an entertainer

I was going to go into my whole, I’m a stripper at a plus sized club on the other side of town -routine, just to see her face

But I couldn’t be bothered

Probably ’cause I was starting to get tired

Chasing after a 4 year old & a 6 year old will do that

Oh yeah, and a TWO YEAR OLD

But one of the other ladies there, who I know, tells her I’m a comedian

Ooooh, she says, how in-ter-est-ing

Yes, that’s how she said it

The other lady, the one who knows me, goes on to tell her that I just got back from Australia and how they don’t get to see me very often because I usually avoid these gatherings like a dose of ghonorea

Oooooh, are you FAMOUS? she asked

And I’m like, well I think if you have to ask if I am, then I’m not you fucking genius

Then red headed Mum starts firing off the questions

How long do you go for?

Where do you go?

Are you funny?

Are you on TV?

Do your kids come with you?

I got to the last question, and answered, sometimes. Sometimes my girls come with me

How can you DOOOOO that, she says

Just go away WITHOUT your children

I’m trying my best to convey her tone with the use of CAPS & italics

This would be easier if someone would invent a ‘patronising, bitchy’ font

My kids are my WOLRD, she said

I could NEVER leave them

Not even for a SECOND



Not even for a SECOND?



  1. I don’t know what is appropriate to say on your blog (though I can guess) so I will just say she is a big, ugly vagina and I hope she accidentally falls down some stairs. Soft, safe stairs if she is a relative.

  2. It would have been VERRRRY In-ter-est-ing if you had told her that Lucky for her you were there to En-ter-TAIN her child all day and LUCKY you are a Comedian and not a KID-napper, Pedo-phile or child KILL-er or her “Mother-Of-The-Year farce would have been exposed!

    Yes, BB…H-Y-P-O-C-R-I-T-E is as hypocrite does!

  3. Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez!!!! Come the glorious day!!!! She’ll be in the front row!!!!!!!!……..’Form an orderly queue please’…………….. LOL xxxxxxxxxx

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