Lads! (Writer hushes and looks over her shoulder to make sure we have indeed made it). We’ve made it to mid-term. And though we are still in the middle of a colossal storm of utter crap, you or an adult near you may be that bit saner for having had the children back at school … Continue reading I’m Looking For The Rainbow
Have you ever had an existential crisis at the hairdressers? I'll be honest - I have one at least every two years. 2020 has been all about the little things. Little kindnesses, as my mother-in-law said the other day, that can turn your day around. Or even your week. Socially distanced chats at school pick-up, … Continue reading Connection Means That We Feel It All
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 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
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
Where to start. I wrote recently about putting things off, like going to the dentist. I don't like going to the dentist. Who does, I suppose? I've had a handful of kidney stones and three babies on gas & air but it would appear my sensitive teeth are my achilles heel. Anyway. You all know … Continue reading Memes, Mother’s Day & (Blue) Murder
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?