Here you go another of my It’s My Life, columns in the Irish Examiner. It’s been a few weeks but yer man is featured once more. Where would I find my content without him? Isn’t it strange how we get used to the quirks of our home, the lock that sticks or the window that … More There I am in the paper #73
Here you go, one of my Irish Examiner columns. Hope at least one of you manage a smile. My apologies if you were disturbed last Wednesday around lunchtime, by a loud hissing noise, not unlike the air leaking out of a giant balloon. Don’t worry it was just me letting out my breath as my … More There I am in the paper #72.
Last Sunday I went to mass. Not because I’m a good Catholic, but to stand beside a family who are hurting. One year ago, Elma, a kind, gentle, lady of tremendous strength died suddenly. She was a wife, a daughter and a wonderful mother. While a young mother’s loss is always enormous, this family were … More Remembering Elma.
Time to share another of my Irish Examiner, ‘It’s my life,’ columns. Hope it makes you smile. Growing up, I was guilty of believing Dublin was the centre of the universe. For myself, and my childhood friends, where you came from was simple, either you were from Dublin, or the country. Of course, now that I’ve been living … More There I am in the paper #69
With the Pope’s visit all over the news this week, there has been a lot of air time given to those who have survived clerical abuse in Ireland. The many women who were in Magdalene laundries, the children who were illegally adopted, those who were beaten and mistreated within schools and institutions and those who … More Words without actions are no use to anyone.
Here’s another of my, ‘It’s my life columns’ in the Examiner’s feelgood. This one stars yer man. As a family, I think we’ve been resilient to date, surviving decades of arguments and evolution. The older children survived the arrival of siblings, who changed yer man and myself from parents who gush, “I love you sweetheart,” into ones who shout, … More There I am in the paper #68
It’s been quite some time since I’ve shared one of my columns from the Irish Examiner’s Feelgood, so sit back, remember the heat wave and hopefully enjoy. “How about going to the beach tomorrow?” my friend said. Memories of beaching with ten children between us flooded back. So, despite my severe intolerance to heat, and … More There I am in the paper #67
I’m melting here in Ireland. We are now on our second burst of glorious weather and my poor blog is suffering from neglect, although I am still writing. So, a little late, here’s one of my columns from the Feelgood in the Irish Examiner from a couple of weeks ago. Last week, in the honeymoon … More There I am in the paper #64
Today, I remember my Dad. But then again I remember him every day. He was there for my wonderful childhood and stroppy, difficult teenage years, but gone before I got the chance to show him who I’d become. Dad was stolen from our lives by neurone disease over thirty years ago. Not only did my … More Remembering the only gift my dad ever gave my children.
Here you go, my latest column from the Irish Examiner’s Feelgood. Remember the one about the hell that is teaching your child to drive. Well, here’s the one about the driving test. A few weeks ago, I was given the opportunity to relive what it was like for men years ago, as they paced outside … More There I am in the paper #63