The joy (ahem), that is decorating the house for Christmas. Here’s another article from my ‘It’s My Life’ column in the Examiner. Now that we’re hurtling towards December 25th there’s no escape. Christmas is everywhere. It began so beautifully seconds after Halloween ended, baubles and Christmas trees appearing almost overnight in every shop. In my imaginings, … More There I am in the paper #77
I never got around to sharing my piece from the Examiner last week. So here goes… My twelve days of Christmas. Remember that special feeling, only a few short weeks ago, when you heard the first Christmas song playing on the radio? Now, everywhere we turn those Christmas songs are blaring. Somehow they don’t seem … More There I am in the paper #10
Tonight, due to my magnificent contacts, I managed to arrange a visit to the pool by the big man himself. We had almost seventy young swimmers, aged five to ten years old swimming, when the bell rang and ‘Ho Ho Ho’ echoed around the pool. Amidst great excitement they climbed out group by group to … More Overheard near Santa.
We are a family of real Christmas tree people. No pop out of a box, artificial tree for us. We take our tree hunting seriously and this year was no exception. We had a two hour window last Saturday when we would all be free to go and look for one. So the six of … More The Perfect Christmas Tree… Not!
Welcome to Freshly Impressed #10 This is a post I do which highlights posts which struck a chord with me. Whilst many of you dream of being Freshly Pressed, this is my equivalent. I began these posts as a payback to bloggers here on WordPress. Instead of giving awards and sending so much work to … More Freshly Impressed # 10
Christmas in Ireland seems to be different to some other countries. Our Christmas celebrations begin for most of us on the 23rd of December, and continue until the first Monday in January. In effect two weeks off work. It is an eagerly awaited holiday. One in which family is of the utmost importance. We all … More I’d prefer to be remembered in the pub than in the Church.
Christmas Eve is such a wonderful day when you have children. It is full of anticipation and excitement thinking of the special visitor who will be calling later. From early morning my youngest had acted like the town crier, “One more day”, was her mantra. All the presents were wrapped and under the tree. Much feeling … More A Christmas miracle or wonderful coincidence?
Twelve days to Christmas, Smile when people ask “Are you all organised?”. Plenty time yet. No need to sweat. Eleven days to Christmas, Enjoy wandering through shops, thinking of what presents your loved ones would like. Ten days to Christmas, Go to your first Christmas night out, enjoy the Christmas songs and atmosphere. Nine days … More The twelve days to Christmas.
I am caught up in the Christmas madness, and as a result cannot post as I would like. Instead I will repost an old post, of a Christmas story told to me by a friend. Hopefully it will make you smile, possibly cringe, and maybe even laugh. Although that is just my humor, some of … More A Christmas she’ll never forget.
Is it really better to have loved and lost? Is the pain of grief really worth the love? If the death was long and painful was the life worth living? Since my young pals death two weeks ago I have wondered this. Can all the fun and games we had in life, all the laughter … More Is it better to have loved and lost?
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