Me pal Rita called round for a cuppa this morning. She always has the gossip Howya Bernie Howya Rita, any news? Did you hear Vera Moran's young one is pregnant? Louise? Again? Jaysis she only had twins last year No, the younger one, Laura Ah stop, you're messin' I'm not But she's only a child … Continue reading Gymslip mammy
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YES
The Equality Referendum is tomorrow. Me and Jimmy are going to the polling station together early before he heads off to work. I think it's about time we were all treated equal in this country, in this world. If you vote no, that's your choice. We should all have the freedom to make our own … Continue reading YES
The mystery of the missing Z
My Z blog has vanished. I swear to God I posted it on Thursday morning and it went to my Facebook and my twitter. Since Thursday I've received several messages asking me why I didn't do Z. I had been wondering why I had no comments. Jimmy said yiz were all pissed of listening to … Continue reading The mystery of the missing Z
Tea
What is it about tea that Irish people think it solves all problems? I’m pregnant…have a cup of tea I crashed the car…you need a nice strong cup of tea for your nerves My fella broke up with me…he didn’t deserve you love, sit down and I’ll make you a cup of tea, you can … Continue reading Tea
Karma
Some people say karma is a bitch but I like her, she's always been good to me; Especially where Bridget Campion is concerned.I should have recognised her straight away. she was always a skinny bitch in school, and a wagon to me. She thought she was better than the rest of us just because her … Continue reading Karma
Jimmy
I met Jimmy at the wedding. As I walked nervously up the aisle, he turned and our eyes met for the first time. I knew then that he was the one for me. When I reached the top of the church , he smiled and winked at me as I took my place beside the … Continue reading Jimmy
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 🙂
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
Diary of a Dublin Housewife 