It was beautiful. Like that scene in The Bridges of Madison County when Meryl's family takes off out the gate and down the road. Alan took the gang to stay with his brother in Dublin to give me a full 24 hours on my own and it has been... like a spa, on a cloud, … Continue reading Covid 19 Is An Introvert’s Dream
I Am
Bonkers
I haven't gone bonkers in quite a while now. Well - at least not since my now sister-in-law's Hen Party where I went absolutely bonkers and got head-scratchingly lost in the mire that is Limerick City's grid area on my way home and complained at reception that my room was no longer on the floor … Continue reading Bonkers
That Bit More To Lose
I recently got to go home. Home home, like. To the place I've known all my life, where my father looked after everyone's breakfast and my mother looked after everyone's dinner and in between I drank hot coffee and saw some siblings and caught up with my best friends. At last. It felt so good. … Continue reading That Bit More To Lose
All’s Fair In Love And Pest Control
I spotted him approximately one mili-second before I might have stepped on him. My wellington-ed foot barely avoiding direct contact. A dead rat (I couldn't look away), a flat dead rat (I couldn't avoid the seeing), a fat flat dead rat just by the gate in the yard. Oh sweet divine. I ushered the pup … Continue reading All’s Fair In Love And Pest Control
Nobody Wants To Cry At Work
It's surely a sign of the times. I mean could I ever, in my weirdest dreams, have imagined that the small fella's junior infant year would be ended via group video call? Last September, having dropped him to big school for his first day, I lamented my having not cuddled him on my lap while … Continue reading Nobody Wants To Cry At Work
Dinner In Bed, Happy Days
I'll do almost anything to get out of the house lately. Not satisfied with having a double root canal recently - a welcome break from intense domesticity, truth be told - I'm fresh out of hospital following the zapping and extraction of a particularly pesky kidney stone. I was very glad to get the call … Continue reading Dinner In Bed, Happy Days
Phase 37 of 829
Well, safe to say the sun is helping. Today I think I may have moved into another phase. I don't believe it to be a completely new, or necessarily 'next' phase. It's just different. Phase 37 of 829, I'm guessing. If breaking an addiction takes 12 steps I can only imagine the number of steps … Continue reading Phase 37 of 829
Just Want Things To Go Back To Normal
It's Sunday today. Can you tell? Does it matter? The term on everyone's lips is 'groundhog day', and it's going to be groundhog day all next week and most likely many weeks for the foreseeable. It's like we've reverted to simpler times. In the late 1970s / early 1980s, my days were pretty much all … Continue reading Just Want Things To Go Back To Normal
What Would Granny Do?
On this day last year we, like so many others, made our way to a St. Patrick's Day Parade. We headed into Ennis, late because that's life with three aged four and under, and raced to catch the tail-end of our County town's big production. We had the badges and wore the bits and bobs … Continue reading What Would Granny Do?
Roisín & Mary Lou for Super Bowl 2021
I love International Women's Day. It fills me with all the feels - pride, solidarity, hope. In the early days it was a weird, cringe-worthy and condescending nod to the weaker sex. A bit of gas really. "Sure, every day is women's day", some of the lads said, "When is man's day coming up?" many … Continue reading Roisín & Mary Lou for Super Bowl 2021
