Finishing the laundry the other day, I was folding a sheet up when I spied some writing on it. Sure enough, there in all its glory was a couple of paragraphs written in god only knows what language, black pen no less.
Mammy2 informed me it was Thebes or something like that , an old
10 months ago today we were in ICU in St James hospital waiting for Mam to stop breathing. Lovely memory there I thought I’d share with you. We were told it could be anything between a few hours or a few days before she’d finally leave us. She was full of so many drugs and
It was a strange weekend. One which I had been dreading and at the same time wanting to get over it. The assault from most card shops was hard to take, especially when they had those horrible soppy cards that mam loved so much. You know the ones that have four fold out pages that
Its great getting up in the morning with her, after she abuses you over breakfast, you get to stand at the bus stop with her while she tells you that not only do you look crap, but you have one eyebrow. Its quite disconcerting to turn from checking to see where the bus is and
