Always having to look like a pop star is exhausting

Here, people shake our hands in the street

Vulnerable boys are drawn in

But I hate my ageing body

Why do I look at myself with disgust?

How do you grow up in an anti-ageing world?

Before Survivor, I trained like an elite athlete

Nothing prepared me for what happened next

I saw the trees from Bluey everywhere
I’ve had a hard time between shows

For my new role I ate fried chicken, french fries, donuts

Fame gives you the worst main character syndrome
I pledged I’d go to mass for 30 days to understand what I was feeling

I’m a really emotional person

Ten minutes in and we were both crying

Then I found my dream job, thanks to a nasty fall into wild garlic

I didn’t need persuading

This is my chance!

I was a Harrods store detective for a day

Behind the scenes at a drag competition –

Eighty-nine perfect minutes
An eye infection brings domestic life into sharp focus

My son is refusing to eat his dinner, he litters indoors

I own multiple vacuum cleaners

But do I need a $3300 self-driving stroller to be a good parent?

You can’t blame the young for being moody

My next steps are critical

This pasta has some really big energy
Now the chatGPT bot is causing panic

So I took my dog to obedience school

But it was me who got trained –

Befriending a wild animal will make you a better human

Don’t just do poodles, sitting ducks, lesser-spotted balloon animals

We should all try to be this sexy cockatoo

Turning into a wolf was fantastic
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from Guardian Australia, www.theguardian.com/au