Samantha Turnbull Writer, mother, anti-princess

Jellyfish in Byron Bay

The non-hipster-mum-on-a-budget guide to Byron Bay

I’ve lived in ‘the Bay’ for about 15 years. That means I’m nowhere close to being a local… never really will be, but my kids are born and bred (they’ll just have to cop their mum being called a ‘blow-in’ – yawn).

I love it here, but have to deal with almost daily slandering of the place from colleagues and family who live in surrounding towns.

One relo called it ‘Nimbin by the sea’ at Christmas lunch… but I wasn’t sure if he meant it as a criticism or compliment, because the dude was actually from Nimbin himself.

I get why some people loathe it – it’s expensive, it’s busy, it’s a bit of a scene… but it’s not all of those things all of the time.Read More

Classified ad

Newspapers and keeping traditions

I used to work in newspapers.

I can imagine repeating those words to my grandchildren decades from now and being met with incredulous looks.Read More

Joanie MacKenzie

A sad day for our family

One year ago today our family suffered its biggest loss.

I was pregnant with my son when my mother-in-law, Joanie, died.

It was, and still is, a shock.

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Cool Lib

Lib says the darndest things

Remember Bill Cosby’s Kids Say the Darndest Things?

I reckon I could make a whole television series based on my own daughter’s pearls of wisdom.Read More

Mop shoes

Cleaning trickery inspired by Pippi

There’s a lot not to like about the girls’ and boys’ toy sections in stores across the globe.Read More


Homage to the ‘different’ girls

I was out to lunch with a woman who should’ve known better.

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Teepee view

In search of a princess-free teepee

One of the reasons I set up this blog was to document the ‘anti-princess’ play time activities I get up to with the kids.Read More

Merida, before and after

Keep Merida Brave

Here’s a bad parenting confession: I couldn’t wait for Lib to watch television.Read More

Pregnant me and Liberty

How lucky we are to have these bodies

My hips have widened, my thighs touch and my belly… well, it’s a mass of wrinkled, puckered and stretched skin.Read More