Aren’t Dads great
(in-joke) Hopefully Felicity will forgive my liberty but this is roughly a stream of consciousness post…
Aren’t Dads great? I meet my father roughly once a week for a pint. It has to be a pint because he’s old skool. By old skool, I mean, he doesn’t do emotions/feelings or cups of tea [...]
live with me
Working on my CV at the moment because isadub is thinking of becoming wasadub. My CV is a work of art. Honestly, it’s a masterpiece. If it’s not a work of art, it’s certainly a carefully constructed ediface that will collapse if someone so much as points a finger at a corner [...]
I’m a big baby
According to the Irish Central Statistics Office’s list of most popular babies names for 2004/5, I’ve made the top 25!
Thank you very much. I couldn’t have done it without the help of…well, you know who you are (sob, sob). Modesty forbids a ten so 9 out of 10 for your [...]
Something’s wrong when…
Last Friday, I wrote about the deaths (& suicide) of Sharon Grace and her two children.
Today (Tues, 19 Sept 06), if you search google for sharon grace & wexford or sharon grace & ireland, I’m one of the top stories.
Something’s wrong when my post is ranked higher than the ‘news/media‘, the political parties’ propaganda, social [...]
Phone numbers are the ‘new’ State secret
On a Saturday evening in April 2005, 28-year old Sharon Grace walked into Wexford’s Ely Hospital with her two children, Mikala (4) and Abby (3). She approached the receptionist and asked for a social worker. The receptionist said there was none available because they only worked Monday to Friday. Sharon Grace asked [...]
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