Are all my Perfect Christmases in the past?
Author: Diary of a Dublin housewife
Away in a manger
The lads are giving it some welly across the road but it's still a building site, with diggers arriving and skips leaving throughout the day. What Danny said was a granny flat for his ma, seems to be turning into Tajh Mahal. I can't see the Christmas deccos going up early this year. God only … Continue reading Away in a manger
Cruising for a bruising
Met Danny chatting to the builders yesterday on my way home Howya Danny. Ah there she is now, Mrs. Doyle herself Don't you start, I've enough of your builders and Jimmy without you joining in. Ah, they were delighted with the tea and biscuits, weren't you lads? 'Fair play to you Mrs. Doyle' they shouted, … Continue reading Cruising for a bruising
Brewing up a storm
Anyway, the builders arrived across the road last Monday. There's been no sign of Danny or Marlene and it's bloody Baltic out, so I've been making tea for the lads. Those chaps are lovely, Jimmy. Yeah, hard workers too. They were delighted with the tea. Yes, they said. When were you talking to them? This … Continue reading Brewing up a storm
Danny’s ma
I met her again, still all in black. Like an Italian widow. And Jimmy saying he thought she was me, said he forgot I got my hair done. He can be a cheeky bastard at times. You'd swear he was Richard Gere. Looks more like Richard Attenborough these days. Don't get me wrong, I love … Continue reading Danny’s ma
Google maps
Walking in a foreign city can be scary when you get lost … especially when you're with your husband. Left here, Jimmy. No, it’s right. Google says left. Well she’s wrong. How do you know? Because we didn’t come this way. Well she’s saying turn left. We came from the right Ok but she's saying … Continue reading Google maps
Dear Diary
Yes, I've started writing in my diary again. Well, it's a new one. I found my old ones in a box in the attic when I was up looking for uncle Fester. Yeah, I know; I did ask Jimmy to look for him, but he didn't bother his hole. Don't get me started. Anyway, once … Continue reading Dear Diary
Halloween Town
Looks like Danny De Vito is back in action. I just saw the witches of Eastwick in Danny's front garden and Beetlejuice looking out the window. There was an aul hag on his porch last night, now that you mention it. Grey hair in a bun, all in black? Yeah, I thought it was you … Continue reading Halloween Town
Hag
Just back from the hairdressers. Delighted with me new do. Made the mistake of asking Jimmy's opinion... Well, do you like it? It's better than it was anyway. What do you mean? It wasn't the best. I know the grey bits were bad, that's why I went to get a colour in. It wasn't just … Continue reading Hag
Deal or no deal
This was a few years ago when ma was in hospital. Ma wasn't being looked after the way she should have. It was a disgrace what was going on in the ward. Maisie just wanted to come home but they said they needed to keep an eye on her. I tried not to laugh when … Continue reading Deal or no deal
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