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Gangster Pigs, Skip Diving and My Quest for a Hobby

I go through stages of things I am interested in. At the start of the year I was gung-ho into cooking all the meals, meal planning,  cooking all the days, making 700 meals a week.  I got bored quickly and then moved unsuccessfully onto break making. That didn’t work out. Then came cakes.

I mastered making a cheesecake. I made about 24 in one month. I don’t eat cheesecake. I realised it had to stop when I saw the light going out in my kids and the husbands eyes when the word  cheesecake was mentioned.  Continue reading

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Swearing like a trooper

A while back myself and the seven-year old had to make a last-minute dash to the GP surgery on a Monday night. A sudden onset of something that the pharmacist said needed a GP. We got to the surgery a couple of hours after it had closed but our doctor works late and I knew he would see us.

It was after 8pm on a dark wet night. One too bright florescent light was glaring  and the usual noise of the waiting room was missing.  No radio, no chat just complete silence. It was just the two of us and two other people waiting. No phones beeping. Total quiet.  Continue reading

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My Nana

She always carried me. When I was a baby, she carried me. She would sit me on the back step or the front step so I could watch the world go by. She brought me to the library and got me my own library card when I was a toddler and carried my books home. She carried me on the back of her bike all over the city. When I couldn’t walk the last few steps crossing the field in front of her house, even though she would be tired too, she would pick me up and carry me the rest of the way.  Continue reading

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The Quest for Domestic Greatness – Bread Making

I didn’t really make any new years resolutions this year but I did decide I was going to stop spending ridiculous amounts of money on eating out/ takeaways and we were all going to eat better and I was finally going to get a grip on domesticity.

I dug out my slow cooker ( bought in 2011 and seal taken off plug in 2017), I reset my online shopping password and I bought all the vegetables and all the meat and I cooked and cooked and cooked. Litres of soup, decent lunches,  proper dinners  – every. single. day. Jesus its time-consuming, the eating well isn’t it? Continue reading

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Dublin Herbalists Skincare Giveaway

Dublin Herbalists are an Irish skincare brand, who since launching three years ago, have now grown their  100% natural skincare collection to over 20 products and oh what lovely products they are.

Claire Gardiner is the creator and maker at Dublin Herbalists.  Claire is a qualified herbalist who has a deep understanding of the medicinal and therapeutic value of plants and used this knowledge to develop a moisturiser wholly from natural products in her kitchen at home. That moisturiser proved so popular with her friends and family that Dublin Herbalists was born. Continue reading

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It’s Getting Kind Of Hectic

My head is not in the game at the minute. I keep feeling like I am going to miss something or forget to do something. Its been going on for months this feeling. I could say its baby brain but I don’t have a baby, I have a toddler and also is baby brain a bit of disservice to mothers? Or do all parents suffer  from the same? The husband has the same affliction. He needs reminding daily of which child is where and doing what most days. In fact over half of our conversations of late seem to be just one of us repeating the kids times of picks up and collections to the other one. It’s scintillating stuff. Continue reading

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Caffeine Enthusiasts – The Aeropress

I am always wary of people who don’t drink coffee. Especially parents of young children. How do they survive without it? Are they secret coke fiends? All questions I ask myself when I hear someone say “no thanks I don’t drink coffee“. I realise this says more about me than them.

Me?  I am a caffeine enthusiast. Some days I a made up of two parts human, two parts coffee. Its my fuel. Its drags me into  wide- awakeness. Continue reading