Liveline's on the telly. It must be a national emergency. We are on the cusp of a blizzard, you see. A snow blizzard. And while some might label this predicament as 'being Canadian', here in Ireland it's weather alert time of the highest order - RED - and at 4pm the majority of the country … Continue reading Ominous Talk. I Love It!
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You Can’t Keep A ‘Real Me’ Down
'I had a whole life before you came along, you know'; something my mother often informed us of when we were small. We didn't believe her though. Most photographic said-evidence was in black & white and tarnished by other-era styling. It looked more like an air-brushed version of our mother's face had been stuck onto … Continue reading You Can’t Keep A ‘Real Me’ Down
When Nothing Much Happens
Winter is upon us. I don't particularly announce this because our calendar tells us so, more because - in this house at least - we're finally feeling it in our bones. So, for this week, we've gone into hibernation mode. It's easy to hibernate in the Burren. It's been four days since we left the … Continue reading When Nothing Much Happens
That Vying For ‘Me’ Time
Stockholm Syndrome. I have it. Definition: Feelings of trust or affection felt in many cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim towards a captor. (Google Dictionary). It occurred to me on Saturday, when I was happily driving out the road from Gort - a few jobs under my belt, shop done for Sunday dinner, … Continue reading That Vying For ‘Me’ Time
As Long As We’re Out, Together
How's your date life? Lacking in excitement? Last on the list after 'use a night cream consistently' and 'do more crafty-type-stuff with the kids'? If you're not nodding enthusiastically, frankly, I don't want to hear from you. You will only make me feel inadequate and elderly and my husband may want to swap us. Or, … Continue reading As Long As We’re Out, Together
Her Days May Be Numbered
I always feel a little melancholy as Summer begins to come to an end. I get angsty as each GAA senior county championship match gets played and another tier is eradicated. We've only got the All-Ireland finals left now - a sure sign that Autumn has his feet well settled under the table. We've now … Continue reading Her Days May Be Numbered
Time To Unfold
So the boy has been starkers since approximately 6.30pm last night. He didn't fancy putting on his pyjamas, wasn't pushed when it came to getting dressed this morning and is now happily enjoying a post-lunch nap, au natural. In fairness, it's been business as usual with him. Meal-time eagerness was not effected. The usual (incessant) … Continue reading Time To Unfold
We Went To The Beach Today
I'm not the world's biggest fan of going to the beach. I'm not a swimmer and even if I was, what body was created to tolerate the excruciating cold of any water that manages to defrost enough to lap against the Irish coastline? Sand is a curse, wind factor abominable and outlook for sunshine? Dismal. … Continue reading We Went To The Beach Today
How Can You Legislate For Love Lost?
I heard a letter being read aloud on the radio. It was from a listener, a stay-at-home father of two, who had recently been told by his wife that she wanted a marriage separation. Between the politely penned lines you could sense the terror this man is going through. He noted how he had given … Continue reading How Can You Legislate For Love Lost?
Wish We Were There
We took a trip... away to sunny Spain. We pressed the 'off' button. We wanted - correction, we needed - to reboot. It was that or crash and burn (or at least fall over and find it really hard to get up). There's something about knowing you're going on holiday to make it seem like … Continue reading Wish We Were There
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