My day started out just like any other. Cuddle with Fè before getting up, feed Michael (cavy) and Bella (lepus), have a coffee and banana while sitting and looking out across the pond and manicured hedge.

Before seeing clients from 1.30 I had two things to do. Attend a doctors…

I haven’t had an eggs benedict that has been prepared to for me, for months.

Lockdown in the ACT only lifted a couple of weeks ago and restrictions are slowly easing. Naturally when the G, the lovely grant writer and volunteer for WildTalk, and I decided to take our relationship…

It’s a bloody age since I’ve been able to indulge in one of my primary self-care activities. If missing out on seeing ‘Free Guy’ (2021) on the big screen wasn’t enough because we went into lockdown the day it was released in Australia, I haven’t had eggs benedict for weeks.

Rosemary plant in flower

With Canberra in lockdown, along with NSW, and pockets dotted around the wide brown land, it may be awhile before I get to review any eggs benedict again.

Instead of eggs benedict reviews and pleasant reflections of by gone times, I thought I’d share some of the thoughts that have…

I have friends that wish to help me experience eggs benedict. This particular buddy is ex-chef so can officially say he knows the difference between a good and bad one.

Never has a road sign been more accurate

Apparently this cafe is a well known hangout for all the medical consultants in the area and came highly recommended…

I need to preface this post with the fact that the name of the cafe p*sses me off. Using spellings other than the correct one to appear quirky and unique is just annoying. A Google search revealed only copious amounts of self reference and this entry from Urban Dictionary. A…

Gosh I love a late cancellation sometimes. My morning completely got away from me and with 1.30 just minutes away I was trying to figure out when I’d fit food before my client left at 7pm.

I ducked out to Deakin, an eight minute drive from the office and a…

Friday is supervision day for my students. This particular supervision session was conducted after a big morning and just before an even bigger afternoon, naturally I made the suggestion it be over lunch.

Pea* and I rocked up to the forecourt cafe on level 2 in Coolaman Court in Weston…

I found myself in a hipster part of town on a Monday morning with a little time to spare, so naturally, the breakfast food of champions called to me.

On a typical Canberra Winter’s day, where the temperature was yet to reach double digits I decided to sit outside directly…

Frances Carleton

Grief and trauma therapist, poetry writer type, and Eggs Benedict and Lego minifigure enthusiast. What would you like to talk about today?

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