The Purge 

I gotta get some stuff outta my head sorry. Please don’t read if you’re easily upset  I keep looking for you and you’re not there. It hurts. I call you and you’re not answering and it hurts. I need advice and you’re not giving it and it hurts. It doesn’t hurt in a minor way. … More The Purge 

Ode to my Godchild

My godchild, my Tatie…I’ll never forget the day you were born..I mean not specifically you being born or meeting you but having to get outta bed with a hangover and go into the hospital plus I remember getting lost with Asho on the way home from the hospital and ending up in Malahide, all in … More Ode to my Godchild

The 1st..

On this first mother’s day without you I need to share this with you and I’m fairly certain I scared you enough that you’re still reading my blog sooo I’m sharing here. Sometimes when you slept on my couch and you did your weird lil snores I pushed Dooks at you until he woke you … More The 1st..

Verbal Diarrhoea..

..a good thing or a bad thing? I really want to know I don’t know if you all know this but I have a teensy tiny habit of being a bit flippant in my social interactions! Or you know to be honest.. rude uncouth vulgar and crude as well as intrusive and absurd. I don’t … More Verbal Diarrhoea..

Ode to ‘D Mammy’

I mentioned recently that my aul mama cath is quite tolerable and slightly amusing and I figured in the spirit of quite liking her I’d explain why. It’s not cause she birthed me although kudos for that one Cathy! It’s because she laughs at her own jokes..as in she finds herself mightily entertaining, absurdly so. … More Ode to ‘D Mammy’