After twenty years, I still can’t understand my husband!

As I write on this blog most nights I realise that at times my Irish/English does not translate. There is an ocean between Ireland and some readers, which can result in minor misunderstandings at times. This is quite understandable. But I wonder do you all realise that within our small country of approximately four million … More After twenty years, I still can’t understand my husband!

What do you see?

For twenty eight years, he has been in my life. So many seasons, months, days and hours. Shared. As I look in the mirror, I see in my face, those twenty eight years. I am no longer a young teenager, feisty, mouthy and full of ambition. I see the dyed, almost purple, hair, the sun … More What do you see?

Lost In Translation.

This weeks DP writing challenge was “Dialogue”, Begin a post with a scene that includes dialogue. “Mrs Doyle, Mr Sheehan is here to see you”. A lady, probably in her sixties, with a face accustomed to smiling, stepped forward. “Tanks nurse, I’m on me way”, she said in her strong Dublin accent. “Mary” she roared, … More Lost In Translation.

Overheard in Dublin

In Ireland we have a population of only four million. Yet huge diversity of accent and dialect. As a response to the Weekly writing challenge, A manner of speaking, I have tweeked a post I did for St Patricks Day. I have spelled some of the words phonetically, so you can hear the Dublin accent! … More Overheard in Dublin