Ma rang me...again, I knew she couldn't resist. Joe Kelly up the road was taken off in an ambulance. Aww no, I hope he's OK. I got the message on my Watsapp. God love him. We'll never see him again. It's a one way ticket to the hospital these days. Especially at his age. Don't … Continue reading Final Destination #AtoZ
Author: Diary of a Dublin housewife
End of story #AprilAtoZ
Maisie still blaming me for spreading covid19
D is for duty free #AprilAtoZ 2020
We always had a day out in the pub with the gang on St. Patrick's day. Not this year, but. All the pubs were ordered to close two days beforehand on the 15th March. Imagine the pubs being closed on St. Paddy's day. It's for the best, Jimmy. No parade either. You haven't been to … Continue reading D is for duty free #AprilAtoZ 2020
Coronavirus
I hadn't seen any of the girls since we got home from Beni. We had to make do with Whats app and Face time, trying to keep each other sane while we were isolating. Trying not to talk about the dreaded c word. Trying not to talk about how bad things were in China and … Continue reading Coronavirus
Bernies Benidorm Blues.
Bernie is in isolation for two weeks and Jimmy won't let her forget why...
A is for… April at last
Maisie finally has a valid reason for not leaving the house.
Lockdown
Ma rang me today to ask me to do a bit of shopping for her. When I got to her house, she had a shopping list ready for me... 12 tins beans 12 tins peas 12 tins fruit cocktail 12 tins tomatoes 12 tins potatoes 12 tins carrots 12 tins soup 12 jars pasta sauce … Continue reading Lockdown
Una corona blanca
Jimmy is getting as bad as me ma. Here's me trying to pack me suitcase and he's bending me ear over that bloody virus. You're not still going are ye? Yeah, why wouldn't I be? It's not safe with this coronavirus, Bernie. We'll be grand Why would you be grand and they're dropping like flies … Continue reading Una corona blanca
What becomes of the broken hearted?
Don't mess with Jimmy Violet; especially if you've broken his daughters heart.
The fourteen year old virgin
This is an actual conversation that I over heard between two young girls on a very bus last Saturday. I'm still not the better of it... Are you still with Cory? Yeah. D'ye love him? Yeah, I suppose, whatever love is. Did you love him when you were with him? Yeah, I mean, he's really … Continue reading The fourteen year old virgin
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