I’m loath to give Andrew Bolt any more coverage than he already has – which is way more than he deserves – but I can’t go past one of his stranger recent efforts.

I have a new girl hero. Her name is Tavi Gevinson. She is smart, sassy, funny and has been a better writer than me since she was 11 years old. By the time she was 13, Tavi had already cemented herself as an influential fashion commentator with her blog Style Rookie. She dressed like a funky grandmother, had the approval of Anna Wintour, front-row seats at New York Fashion Week and designers knocking on her door to collaborate on collections. 

My elderly aunt has always held that the internet will make people lazy and 'rot their minds'. She also likes to advise me that I will stop buying books or knowing what intelligent folk have to say because of my obsession with 'Friendbook' and 'MyPlace' and 'Computer-Pads' (yes, that is what she thinks they are called and yes, she appears to think that MySpace is still popular. The babe's 70, get on her level).

My home state of South Australia became a focal point of LGBTI politics last week. First, outgoing Premier Mike Rann, after years of silence while other state Labor leaders spoke out, finally announced his support for marriage equality.

Last Wednesday's debate on a marriage equality motion in the Tasmanian Parliament was a preview of what it will be like when the Federal Parliament finally deals with the issue.

Fathers' Day always brings a great deal of joy to our family as we celebrate our fathers and we celebrate with the kids the man who helped us become a family. Our children were conceived through an anonymous donor so they do not have a father in their life.

I've often gone out for the night and felt like I've done my bit for charity – be it a casual conversation with someone who can make paint dry with a few choice words, or sometimes at the very end of the night when the party's over and I invite them back to mine to give a little more. Charity sometimes begins and ends at home.

For the first time in my whole life I can actually say with all honesty I am starting to understand what happiness is in all its glory, and I am learning daily the skills and the art of keeping it.

My friend, 'C', recently split from his BF and has totally gone into his shell. He's gotten pretty low before, but this is much worse.