Hello there. I’ve been MIA for a while, mainly a result of my working and being a grown up (worse luck). That I won’t bore you with, but I have put into words another wee tale of growing up in the wild west of Ireland. Bonfire night. Once a year all of the neighbours would … Continue reading
Long ago, I attended a gem of a place called school. I realise I’m only out of education three months, but I’m talking about a while back. And whilst most mornings we would (all 6 of us) fit into the back of my childminder’s tiny car (we were who sardines in a tin got their … Continue reading
Jennifer is my cousin. She was born that way, she couldn’t help it, poor girl. We spent a lot of time together growing up, whether we liked it or not, for my mother’s family are all quite close. Quite a lot of our time was spent running like mad eejits through homemade obstacle courses- when … Continue reading
I’m not a fan of funerals, as things go. But I was at one today that was different from any funeral I’ve ever attended. I won’t say much about it, except to acknowledge that I have never seen quite such a high percentage of the community with a great story to tell about somebody. I’ve … Continue reading
As you know from my previous post,we have a Hannah monster person thing doing the Leaving Cert. She shall henceforth be known as ‘The Leaving Cert’ in order to generalise to the population as a whole. Well it’s been a trying time to date, and I’m fairly sure that she has officially lost the plot as … Continue reading
This started out as another Hannah based post, but bless her she’s starting to think before she speaks (contrary to popular belief) and so I’m adding one in from everyone in the audience! Part 1 here Midnight Mass, Priest comes out to the altar. Hannah: Who’s that?! Sarah: Hannah, you cannot write an english answer … Continue reading
Just when you thought you had heard it all.. Part 2 of the best sounding medical terms/jargon comes your way. Well I never! Julie supplied a few of these, a muse she is. Ependymoma Sounds like: Something you should be saying in a southern country accent (Well that’s just an ependyyyyyyymoma of a problem there … Continue reading
Well there I was, settled in front of my computer glancing out at the trees being bent over backwards by the wind, happy in the knowledge that I could have a lazy day. And then it all changed. For in passing, farmer Richie sauntered in and casually came out with ‘you know we have gooseberry … Continue reading
A day at the GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Or G.A.A as those less farmery pronounce it. But really is the Gaah. Traditionally the typical gah day can go one of two ways. A blaring sun shining down on a pitch packed with supporters, everybody looking nicely burned and sweaty to boot, and the crowd shouting themselves hoarse at … Continue reading
Another of my favourite oldies: I do believe I was attempting to say something to the tune of ‘Ah here, you with the city accent, I’ll show you how that’s done. (Alternatively, ‘Out of the way Boy, I’ll show you how it’s done’) You in the dress, get back from these, this is no place … Continue reading
Cake in the country 