Am I lazy, or is my mother a workaholic? My mum is in her 80s and never stops. She lives in Dublin over 200 km from meso I ring her most mornings. This is usually how it goes. “Oh hi Tric, Wait a minute until I turn the oven off. I just made a few … More All grown up and still trying to impress my mom.
As a child we dreamed of growing up, standing on chairs to be as tall as our parents. Imagining what life would be like at that height. Young daughters imagined they would grow up to be mothers, and have children of their own. Future careers were imagined, such as teacher or shopkeeper, and any other … More At what age do we stop dreaming?
Most people would agree, that a smell drifting towards you, can transport you back to a moment, you didn’t even know you had forgotten. As you inhale, the years slip away, and with great clarity you have full 20/20 recall. I have always believed, that nothing in life brought back a memory, more clearly than … More Looking at old photographs is like stepping into a tardis
I was wondering if any of my fellow bloggers would consider nominating me for one of these awards. I am not expecting to win it but it would be nice if I could make contact with some of my own countrymen and get my blog and writing out there. The details are here.http://www.blogawardsireland.com/nominations-open/ If … More Shamelessly seeking nomination for Irish blog award.
I have read many blogs that try to describe, what it is to be Irish. They write about the way we speak English, and our bad sign posting, our culture, and our personalities. I enjoy reading them. However in reality here in Ireland, we are just being ourselves, and do not really think about our … More Are we Irish a dying breed?
Two of my children have dyslexia. Both have very significant difficulties. As their mother I should be concerned, and possibly even upset. But I am not. It does not define them. In truth I often laugh loudly, at their spectacular mistakes. Whilst Dyslexia is no picnic, they both have learned to accept it, and believe … More You will always be top of the class to me.
I have had a timely reminder, from my good blogging pal Mocha, that I have lost my sense of humor! (If you have a minute check him out, he writes amazing posts). Well maybe that’s not quite what he said, but I think what he was really saying, was that my writing is a bit … More Recycling can be very expensive!
For as long as I can remember I have been a fighter. I fought with my brothers and sisters, I fought with my parents,teachers and friends. I hated rules and conformity, I did not wish to follow a leader. When I was a teenager life was hard for me, and my family never knew. What … More I am okay.
He has gone to bed, my only son. All six foot of him. As I type this I am still the mother, of three school going children. In a few short hours that will change. My son will head off to school for his final exam after which, I will be the mother of two … More Time to say Good Bye.
DJs have the perfect face for radio! Isn’t it the truth, that when you see a DJ you have listened to for years, in real life, for the first time, they are a major disappointment! Nothing at all like you imagined. Without realizing it, maybe over years, you have built up a complete picture of … More I have the perfect face for blogging!
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