Are all my Perfect Christmases in the past?
Christmas
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
Neighbourhood watch
I bumped into Danny De Vito on the way back from the shops. Well actually, I was passing his house and he was in his garden hanging the star of Bethlehem on his pergola. I was trying not to make eye contact but he ran out when he saw me. Hello there. Bernie isn't it? … Continue reading Neighbourhood watch
Nine Weeks
Last weeks government announcement didn't go down too well in our house. Nine more weeksNine fucking weeks.It's not funny anymore, Jimmy.It was never funny, Bernie.But it's less funny than it was the first time.Closing the pubs wasn't funny.But we thought it was only for a couple of months.If only we knew.At least we had good … Continue reading Nine Weeks
The most wonderful time of the year #endoflevel5
Everyone is fond of the drink except me ma...according to her that is.
Penney’s Hun
So, today we begin level five lockdown. Penney's is closed now for six weeks, and after yesterdays shopping spree, I'm not even sure if its enough time for them to get new stock in for Christmas. So what did you buy, Whitney?Pyjamas, For who?For everyone?Who's everyone?Da, Kylie, Jason, J.R. Koko, me two nannies, Beyoncé, Leanne...You … Continue reading Penney’s Hun
Tenerife
I think we should cancel Tenerife, Bernie. You think? I thought you cancelled that weeks ago? No, I was waiting to see how things panned out. You can see how things panned out,Jimmy. It seems to be getting worse, not better. The numbers are increasing every day, Bernie. We're going nowhere this side of Christmas, … Continue reading Tenerife
Cry me a river #AprilatoZchallenge
I thought I had it bad looking after me ma. She has us run ragged; up and down the stairs day and night because she refuses to get out of the bloody bed. She has her breakfast dinner and tea up there. No sooner am I down the stairs, trying to have a bit to … Continue reading Cry me a river #AprilatoZchallenge
Bottle Banks and bloody kids
Having grown up kids still living at home can take it's toll. They're worse than babies. I think I had it easier when I was changing nappies. I'm not the only one either. I met Barbara from up the road on the way to the recycling depot. How was your Christmas, Bernie? Same shite … Continue reading Bottle Banks and bloody kids
That’s snow way to treat a lady
So storm Emma has fecked off, the beast has gone back east and homes all over Ireland has enough loaves of bread in their freezers to do them until next Christmas. It was fun while it lasted. We didn't starve, we didn't eat each other...except metaphorically of course, we trudged to the pub in our … Continue reading That’s snow way to treat a lady
Diary of a Dublin Housewife 