See some poor young one ended up in hospital because she held her farts in for too long.Why would she hold her farts in?She didn't want to let one off in front of her new boyfriend.Could she not do it when she wasn't with him?Surely she wasn't with him 24/7?She could leave the room when … Continue reading Farts #Bloggingfromatoz
Hospital
Bionic
Ma, can you look after Beyoncè? Ive to bring Jay -Z to the hospital. What happened him this time?He fell in the yard in school, split his knee.Again? Its a wonder that child has a pair of trousers to his name.I think he'll need stitches, again.Holy mother of divine, that child's had enough stitches to … Continue reading Bionic
News Travels Fast
Maisie on the jungle drums again...
Just like that… #AtoZ
Maisie rang me...again. Mr. Kelly died. Aww no. Was it from Covid19? Yes, I told you it would be. Young Joseph was in touch with the hospital from Boston. He rang Eileen to let the neighbours know. So, he was on his own when he died. He was, but we can't blame the covid on … Continue reading Just like that… #AtoZ
Final Destination #AtoZ
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
Driving Ms Maisie
You need nerves of steel when you've to bring ma to the hospital. What way are we going Bernie? The way I always go ma Do you not remember the traffic last time Bernie? That was rush hour ma. It won't be as busy this time Maybe we'd be quicker bypassing the village I … Continue reading Driving Ms Maisie
Kimberly Mikado and Coconut Creams
Imagine sneaking out on your mother in law so you can go home to make your beds?
Recovery
I thought I was great after the colonoscopy procedure but when Jimmy picked me up from the hospital I went straight home and collapsed into the bed. I slept for the whole afternoon. I was bleedin’ knackered. It was dark when I woke up… Are you awake Bernie? Hmmmm Are you awake? I am now … Continue reading Recovery
Diary of a Dublin Housewife 