Today is the birthday of my oldest friend, my childhood companion, my ‘little’ brother. Looking back on my childhood he’s there in almost every memory. Here is just one of many magic moments in which he had a staring role. I shared it a few years ago so dusted it off and here it is … More Happy Birthday… Happy memories.
Ever sat at a laptop waiting to do battle with Ticketmaster? Me too and it didn’t always go well! Enjoy this from my ‘It’s My Life,’ column in the Irish Examiner. A couple of weeks ago my phone was hopping with excited messages from my daughters. “Westlife are back together.” “I doubt it,” I texted, … More There I am in the paper #76
Five years ago I first dipped my toe publicly into writing and began this blog. The following year I decided to go to my first ever writing festival, Wexford Literary Festival. With trepidation I walked in its doors that first day convinced others could spot I was not a writer. After all, what exactly had … More Wexford Literary Festival.
Here’s another of my columns on the Irish Examiner’s Feelgood. Maybe not the best parenting advice but it worked for me. I like to call it rage and revenge. Last Saturday I woke in a good mood. Not having to leap out of bed for any early morning reason meant I could lie there a … More There I am in the paper #75
This day five years ago a small boy from our village was laid to rest having lost a short battle with unexpected illness. He’d been flown to England in the hope his life would be saved. Unfortunately it was not to be. Five years ago, on October 16th, his amazing mum and dad kissed him … More His name was Ben.
Everyday it’s in our news here in Ireland, what will happen if there is no deal on Brexit? Could we end up with a hard border between Northern Ireland and the rest of the country? Who cares? I don’t pretend to be up to date on the politics of it all but the word border … More The trouble with Brexit.
Here you go, another ‘It’s My Life’ story from my weekly column in the Irish Examiner’s Feelgood. My rather personal take on homework. The other day, in a moment of madness, I sat down to help my daughter with her ‘homework.’ This wasn’t what you’d imagine as she is not a pupil of any school, … More There I am in the paper #74
This day thirty one years ago the clock stopped at 9am and for a while so too did my world and that of my family, as the thief that was Motor Neurone Disease, robbed me of my dad. He slipped away with no fuss, no drama, exactly as he’d lived, his soulmate by his side. … More When time stood still.
As I sit down almost daily these days, to write stories from my past for my memoir, I am struck by how different each day is. There are days when I’ve no interest in exploring the darker side of my memory, the moments, days and even years of unpleasantness I’ve locked away. Instead I sit … More Why did you write that?
The short answer is no. But have no fear there’s a longer answer. I have 40,000 words of a story written… but I’ve put it aside. Why? Because there is a book in my head, a book which is very close to my heart. I’ve tried to put off writing it, but the small voice … More Any sign of my book?