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Gran’s Place
Gran’s house was a refuge. A different place and a different time, out of step from the rest of the world, but real. Maybe the pilgrimage to get there imbued it with a sacred charm: an international overnight flight to London, a connecting flight to Dublin, car hire collection and a road trip north through…
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Happy Campers?
“You’re a real princess,” my husband jokingly accused. These words were not a reference to any bruising felt after a night spent on 20 mattresses under which hid a small insignificant piece of vegetable (a pea, as the story goes). No, this was a direct response to my camping skills – or lack thereof. Why…
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Why Bad Moms?
Friends keep us balanced, keep us sane most of the time, and let us run wild (with supervision) when the need arises. Growing up in a large family, the oldest of 4 daughters – (yes, before you ask, an Irish Catholic family) there was never much peace in my house, and I sought comfort and…
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Resolute about Resolutions
I am giving up on making New Years’ resolutions which are bound to fail. It makes me feel like an all-round looser when it comes time to look back and reflect on the year that has come and gone. All I see are the things I didn’t do, instead of any little victories. First up.…
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The Good Parent
It came to me in a jolt of inspiration this morning. I was a real parent. I had brought up a good kid. Through all the challenges of ADHD screaming fits (me), and wrestling matches (still me), and temper tantrums (you guessed it), my 12 yr old boy was like no other – in a…
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Just Book Clubbing
A good friend asked me what “the deal” behind book club was. Mike’s voice lowered when he used the words ‘book club’ as though he realised there was a form of mystical value behind this particular institution of womanhood. Not having the “benefit” (yes, sarcastic quote marks included) of a female spouse to drip-feed him…
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A Meditative Safari
The ringing of the phone pierces the darkness. I surge out of bed, lunging towards my 04h30 wake-up call. “Hello, Michele speaking.” Apparently, a polite response to the ranger telling you it’s safari time is hugely amusing and I don’t think I lived that down for the remainder of the trip. The usual procedure is…
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