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!
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?
“As long as any member of this team lives, Mayo will never again win an All Ireland Football Final”. So roared the priest, as the victorious team of 1951 passed by. The shocked members of the funeral party stood in silence. Just minutes earlier the bus carrying the triumphant football team of 1951, had passed … More More than just a game.
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.
As a nurse you meet so many people. However there are some people you meet, and for whatever reason you never forget them. Mary was one such a person for me. Mary was a “Real Dub”. She came from a long line of Dubliners, and lived in an area, which was filled with other “Real … More An unforgettable character.
We all need a laugh and this true story, courtesy of a nursing friend of mine should do the job. Years ago a friend of mine was working in a very busy maternity hospital. One day they were short of nurses in the out patients department, so she was sent to make up the numbers. … More A medical misunderstanding.
One of the hospital wards I worked on in Dublin, had more than it’s fair share of elderly men. Many came from very rural locations, lived alone, and most had not taken the time to bathe prior to admission. You could easily identify them on arrival at the hospital. They were poorly shaved, wearing an … More Trust me I’m a nurse.
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