- I saw your da last night Bernie
- Da’s dead ma
- I know he’s bloody dead. I’m not stupid Bernie
- Oh sorry. I thought you forgot ma
- How could I forget the day your poor father died? Lord rest him
- Ah sorry ma, but that was a lovely dream to have
- I wasn’t dreaming Bernie. He was here
- Where
- Standing there, exactly where you are
- Feck off ma will ye.What was he doing?
- Smiling
- Ah that’s nice. Did he say anything?
- Yeah
- What did he say ma?
- He said ‘Are ye right Maisie’
- What did you say to him ma?
- I said ‘Not tonight Paddy, I’m too tired
- …and what did he say to that?
- He said ‘Ah for jaysis sake Maisie, you’re always too tired’
- Is that all?
- Yeah, then he just disappeared
- Really ma?
- Yeah. I wish it had been that easy when he was alive
- Ma! I swear to God, you’re getting worse.
Diary of a Dublin Housewife 
There are occasions when it might be nice if a husband could disappear like that, at least for an hour or two.
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Ah stop! Tell me about it love 😜
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… You’re giving her a bit too much. Leave some for yourself!
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Snigger. So funny!
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Me poor da🙄
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