Today someone very dear to me is celebrating a birthday. I will travel to Dublin later to enjoy it with him and as we hug in celebration a lifetime of wonderful memories will surround us. I wrote a post for him a few years ago. Today I’ve dusted it off and updated it. But don’t … More Happy Birthday Little Brother. My Forever Friend.
So I promised I’d share one of the stories (very short stories) from my memoir course. I have an idea that in time I’ll write a series of short stories covering the many different events in my life to date and put them all together into one book. Some will be challenging, others funny but … More As promised…
I’m back and have dusted the cobwebs off my blog. It feels like ages and no time at all since I last posted. As I alluded to at the time life happened, as it does just when we think we’ve everything sorted, and I needed a bit of space and time to lick wounds and … More What have I missed?
It’s been a while since I posted one of my pieces from the Feelgood in the Irish Examiner. This was last weeks edition, inspired by the mid-term break. Last week I was struck down by a dreadful condition which affects large numbers of the population but most are unaware of its existence. The condition I … More There I am in the paper #43.
I’ve rarely taken a break from blogging except if I were on holidays. However I have decided to take some time out. I’m not sure how long, maybe a week, or two or more. Don’t worry there’s nothing wrong, I’m healthy and all is good here at home, I’m still writing with the Examiner and … More Blog break.
I understand why #metoo is trending. I acknowledge it is an excellent way to highlight sexual assault or abuse. I’m just struggling to add it to my posts. It’s not that I don’t qualify, most readers know I have a past. So why not add it and lend my voice to the roars? I’ve been … More Why I don’t want to #metoo
Thank you one and all but you can get up off your knees now, stop saying rosaries or lighting candles for us, because storm Ophilia has gone on her merry way and what a cranky oul cow she was! She took a particular dislike to those of us living down south and began shouting from … More The calm after the storm.
Apparently we here in Ireland will be slap bang in the middle of Storm Ophelia tomorrow. Up to a few days ago we were pretty oblivious to whoever Ophelia was and whatever she was doing but it would appear she is not impressed by our ignoring her. She has turned red and tomorrow is calling … More Storm Ophelia…I’m ready.
It’s been a hectic week. Yer man had a minor op, and in his haste to prove he was not sick and in need of no care whatsoever he decided to… Fix our phone…which wasn’t broken, but is now Mess with the modem…which left us four days without internet. However all is now good with … More There I am in the paper #42.
Thirty years ago today my world stopped turning with the words ‘Dad’s gone.’ A lifetime has happened since, I qualified as a nurse, Got engaged, Married, Became a mum, Miscarried, Became ‘Mum’ to three more children, Attended first days at school and graduations. Celebrated birthdays, Christmas’s and many different occasions, All without Dad. Thirty years … More What’s another year?