I met Danny today, haven't seen him or Marlene in ages. So, how was Christmas Dan? I never saw a bit of you, and not a decco in sight. Big change from last year. At least you didn't have to call the police for the three wise men. Ah stop, don't remind me. Mortified I … Continue reading The Great Escape
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Perfect Christmas
Are all my Perfect Christmases in the past?
Dear Diary
Yes, I've started writing in my diary again. Well, it's a new one. I found my old ones in a box in the attic when I was up looking for uncle Fester. Yeah, I know; I did ask Jimmy to look for him, but he didn't bother his hole. Don't get me started. Anyway, once … Continue reading Dear Diary
Dreams of an everyday housewife.
Is this it,Jimmy?What?Life.What do you mean?Get up, get washed, get dressed, have breakfast, hoover the stairs. Same shite everyday.You don't hoover the stairs everyday.You know what I mean. Housework, cooking, cleaning. It's all I do.You go to the supermarket.Be still my beating heart.What do you want to do?I want a bit of excitement before I … Continue reading Dreams of an everyday housewife.
Diary of a Dublin Housewife 