Ok , I put my hands up. Today I'm cheating a bit...well a lot actually. I've been up to me eyeballs all day and haven't had a minute to scratch me arse never mind write a post. So for my letter I, I'm re blogging my Bio, which is all about me...Bernie Rose Violet. If … Continue reading It’s all about me
Author: Diary of a Dublin housewife
Heifer
I bought a new dress down the market for my birthday. I liked it at the time but wasn't sure about it when I got it home. I made the mistake of asking Jimmy's opinion... Does my bum look big in this Jimmy? I’m not answering that Bernie Why not? It’s an incriminating question How … Continue reading Heifer
Granny
My granny is ninety five, a great woman for her age. God love her, she had a fall and broke her hip. She can't look after herself anymore so she's gone into a nursing home. She hates it. We went in to see her the weekend. I want to go home This is your home … Continue reading Granny
Funeral parlour
Mrs. Molloy up the road died last week. She was a lovely woman who had a smile and a friendly word for everyone. She was always out doing her garden. She grew fabulous roses. She used to give me one now and again. ‘A rose for a rose’ she’d say, bless her. Teresa and me … Continue reading Funeral parlour
Eggs -sessive :)
I love going down Meath Street on Easter Saturday. The dealers have great bargains and they’re always ready for a bit of banter. I went down early on Saturday morning to get a few eggs for the ‘kids’. They’re all grown up now but they’d go mad if they didn’t get an egg from their … Continue reading Eggs -sessive 🙂
Dry
The pubs and off licences are all closed on Good Friday. Jimmy is not a bit pleased. You'd swear they were never going to open again. He's been pacing the house like a caged tiger all day. Sit down Jimmy will ye. You’re making me dizzy I’ve a pain in me arse … Continue reading Dry
Chakras
I’ve been a bit stressed lately. The kids are wrecking me buzz and Jimmy is being his usual pain in the arse. Antos wife Geraldine wants to 'fix' my aura. I didn’t know it was broken Ger Oh it is Bernie, it is How can you tell? Your aureole is very dark Me aureole? What … Continue reading Chakras
Baldy
Jimmy is very sensitive about his hairline…or lack of. I’m actually surprised he hasn’t got a comb over like his uncle Albert. One gust of wind and Albert’s locks would trail behind him like a horses mane in the grand national. I’m heading over to the barbers Bernie For what Jimmy? To have me nipple … Continue reading Baldy
Annoying Anto
Jimmy’s brother Anto can be a pain in the arse. I think he only calls over to my house to annoy me. His missus doesn’t let him watch telly or eat junk food. They don't even own a telly. Imagine not owning a telly in this day and age. Geraldine is a very new age … Continue reading Annoying Anto
Running away
My friend Lynda has been saving her running away money since she got married thirty years ago. She’s fifty now and still hasn’t gone further than Galway for a weekend with the girls. She came over yesterday… I’m running away Bernie Again? What do you mean? Nothing. Where are you going? I don’t know What … Continue reading Running away
Diary of a Dublin Housewife 