Here’s something I wrote for Essential Baby on taking baby to Masada sleep school. All hail Masada and Nurse Jam – a tough love nurse who turned baby Holly into a sleep champion. The truth about baby sleep school Kelly Eng Dec 12 2017 at 1:30 PM Note: this child bears no resemblance to my […]
I don’t usually do things like this, but after meeting hairdresser Fiona Payet who owns Salon Royale at the Royal Children’s Hospital, I felt compelled to tell her story. Fiona opened Salon Royale at the Royal Children’s Hospital three years ago. Her first client was a paraplegic boy who had to be wheeled in on […]
Here’s an article I wrote for SBS Life about how I almost got scurvy. The challenges of new motherhood are well documented, but Kelly Eng hadn’t counted on malnutrition being among them until her own bun was out of the oven. I had my first baby seven months ago. Prior to the little poppet’s arrival, […]
In the aftermath of the execution of Moley Cyrus, here is what we know -Moley Cyrus was executed at 3.15pm today. He received the last rites at 2pm -For his last meal, he chose seared scallops with burnt butter and pancetta lardons, beef fillet on potato rosti with a red wine jus and a golden […]
Moley d’Anger Cyrus 1964 – 2017 Dear family and friends, I am writing to let you know that Paul, my partner and possible father of my child, will be undergoing major surgery tomorrow afternoon. At 3.15pm, his lifelong companion and parasite, Moley, will be involuntarily euthanased. This terrible circumstance has come to pass as Paul […]
Hi there, Here’s an article I wrote for Gourmet Traveller about working on my friend’s food truck. It was kind of him to let me near his crusty buns. Please note – I’m not a millennial. I was Gen Y in the original text, but the editors must have deemed me too old chook… Enjoy. Bok bok! […]
You like blood? You like guts? You like nudity? Well here’s a birth story for you. At 8.30pm on the 25th of August, my partner and I were organising a hard rubbish collection. As we dragged a couch, chunks of wood and a few broken chairs out to the curb, I felt a slight twang […]
