WoogsWorld After Dark.

We tend to finish dinner early around these parts and lately I have found myself spending time with the kids doing two very different activities.

I was recently sent, as part of a PR campaign, a full set of David Attenborough DVD’s which I gave to Horatio. Horatio is a big fan of Mr A so each night after dinner etc, he and I gaze in wonder while animals run around trying to catch and eat each other. I often get concerned that he is going to have a nightmare.

Because I remember when I was about 5, I watched a baby gazelle sprint for its little life across a field only to be mowed down by a lioness who then plonked herself down, and gobbled it up. 36 years later, and I can still remember it like it was yesterday. Nightmares ahoy!

Anyway, he assures me he is down with it, because if that baby seal wasn’t snapped up by the strange, ugly big eared dog, which was what was on the menu last night, then the strange, ugly big eared dog’s puppies would starve.

Having been suitably traumatised by 20 minutes of animals doing nommy nom-nom’s I take my leave and enter a whole new world.

A world of fabulousness.

It is a red carpet event like no other. ┬áHere it is, in prep mode. No actual red carpet, but a leopard print one. Which is actually one of my scarves. Lighting and music are important. Tension rises as the time draws closer….

I mean, it is A-List and all. I wonder who will show up?

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The time arrives and the celebrities are all banked up behind the curtain, ready to walk the carpet in front of a large gathering of paparazzi, identified by a sign saying which media agency they are from. Another scarf, at the end of the catwalk, represents the velvet rope that they are to disappear behind.

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Last night’s A-List included Square Bear, Fluffy Buffy, Magical Feet and the mysterious Douglas, the turtle from Port Douglas. The stroll towards the velvet rope went off without a hitch apart from Heart Bear who was, in the end, a no show. Because the pillow fell on him and he was only discovered during the bump out.

So if you have ever wanted to know what I get up to after dinner, now you do. It is hectic, educational, fascinating and glamourous. Just the way life is supped to go.

What does down at your joint after dinner?