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Deborah Hill-Cone: I so miss him my delinquent mate

My life truly has become a maudlin country music song. Last week I wrote about my dad dying, now I had to have Spotty - our dog - put down, writes Deborah Hill Cone.

Deborah Hill Cone: Hamba kahle, my wonderful dad

Deborah Hill Cone's father passed away last week, and in light of that - she asks us to take a good look at what we're doing and ask if it's really worth it.

Deborah Hill Cone: City snapshot in rearview mirror

It rained all the way on the drive from Auckland to Hokianga; drenching and relentless. I only cried a little bit.

Deborah Hill Cone: If I had got brave mother's message years ago

Lesley Elliott's received the Westpac Women of Influence Supreme Award - I wish I'd got her message when I was a teenager in schooll, writes Deborah Hill Cone.

Deborah Hill Cone: Stepping out on the road to virtue

Deborah Hill Cone writes: Are you ready? It's September 29 and ta-dah! Today is the day! I've decided I'm going to be a better person.

Deborah Hill Cone: Ho-hum, Nats won, and everyday life goes on

This is a horrible column to write. (Gets up to make a cup of coffee. Instant coffee! De-activates Facebook page.

Deborah Hill Cone: The depressed person's guide to politics

Deborah Hilll Cone writes: I'm neither right-wing nor left-wing: I just believe in rigour. Fair dooz? But this election I'm depressed and unimpressed.

Deborah Hill Cone: Love and forgiveness almost always the answer

Deborah Hill Cone writes: Can you all please stop being so mean to my friend Cathy Odgers! She is not some Machiavellian Cruella de Vil.

Deborah Hill Cone: I've torn my nails to shreds from depression

Deborah Hill Cone writes about living with depression and her hope that one day soon the tears will stop.

Deborah Hill Cone: Many reasons why creative juices refuse to flow

I recently judged the blog of the year award for the Canon Media Awards and had to hold my nose to give it to Cameron Slater's Whale Oil blog, writes Deborah Hill Cone.

Deborah Hill Cone: Drop the dramatics and climb your mountain

It was always better to be crazy than be boring. But now I wonder whether all my trouble-making behaviour is really just a defence mechanism, writes Deborah Hill Cone.

Deborah Hill Cone: Tis a tangled web we weave in our online lives

It is not just what you choose to say or not say online that counts, it is what can be deduced from micro-units of information when it is all mooshed up together.

Deborah Hill Cone: Forget it, Teuila, some things really matter

In the midst of my bad week - writes Deborah Hill Cone - I couldn't help noticing Teuila Blakely was having an even cruddier week - and thinking, why?

Deborah Hill Cone: I'd rather be a gerbil than a cougar

Deborah Hill Cone asks, "Am I the only woman in NZ who does not find George Clooney attractive or interesting? Jeez ladies, don't all shout at once."

Deborah Hill Cone: Get over this hang-up with body-part names

Deborah Hill Cone: Status rush kills schools' melting pot factor

School reunions would provide rich data for anthropologists studying human status-displaying behaviour, writes Deborah Hill Cone. I went to the Melville High School reunion last weekend.

Deborah Hill Cone: Online world warping our sense of values

The online world has made trying to be yourself, to be honest and ordinary and real, more risky and exposing than ever, writes Deborah Hill Cone.

Deborah Hill Cone: Hard-working road crew real poetry in motion

My relationship with the roadworkers digging up my street is strangely intimate, writes Deborah Hill Cone. My front door opens right on to the pavement; so here I am, in my nightie.