From Zero to Fourteen


Having endured the longest winter of my life, yesterday, the first day of a long awaited spring finally arrived, with temperatures in double digits for the first time this season. Topping out at fourteen degrees Celsius. Standing outside our back door, my husband commented on the heat as I stood like a  photosynthesising plant, soaking…

Contemporary Irish Women Poets


No matter how weak we become, or are perceived to be, we always maintain our own voice. A vessel to be used and utilised with the utmost of care… My voice recently featured on Christine Murray’s site Poethead – a site dedicated to promoting strong female voices, both historical and contemporary -. To see the…

Northern Norway – No Thanks


Many’s the time I’ve asked myself How would I cope in Northern Norway? The answer is not at all. A week ago, snow began dumping truckloads of white fluffy stuff around me and the sky grew grey, taking my sunrises, sunsets, planets and all stars away from me. They were gone for almost a week….

The Dress Alteration


Six years ago (almost to the day) I received a phone call from my doctor announcing whatever alien species had invaded my body weeks earlier –  in late December  – had taken his UFO and flown elsewhere. Her delight mirrored by the fact my ESR reading had dropped, my bloods were reading normal and nothing…

The Perfect World – psst… it doesn’t exist –


Living within the bounds of my home and garden, one would think social media is of comfort to me. It’s not. I deleted my social media platforms a number of years ago. Since then my blood boils when I hear or read about cyber bullying among young people and the horrible things faceless and nameless…

The Missing Link


Your parcel is travelling between our Northwest and West depot. Sometime after my sixth reading of an e-mail yesterday, I realised what this short sentence of words were actually saying to me. The terse statement finally showing its meaning. Up until then, I thought the words meant my parcel was on a van and out…

Finding the Pause Button


I might as well spend my time with my hands down the seams of my couch, trying to find a cache of hundreds of Euro, as attempting to find the remote control. More specifically, the pause button on this elusive remote control. The problem begins with the fact Christmas, for most, means time off work…

The snow bully and the small wren


Waking yesterday morning to a scene of snow, I discovered my windows weren’t finished with me. In the late afternoon, as I sat admiring the snow covered branches of an ash tree, a bird of prey caught my attention and then something else. A small wren scuttling around the bottom of the tree. Unfortunately, every…

Jen Brea’s Unrest to show in Galway


The Galway premiere of the award winning medical documentary film ‘Unrest’ will occur on January 16th at 5pm in NUIG. For more information follow this link. The screening will be preceded by a brief introduction and followed by a 15-minute Q&A session, where M.E patients will reflect on their experiences of being diagnosed and accessing…

When you find yourself saying No


No is a word overused within the walls of this household. However I’ve yet to discover a more appropriate word, its two short letters enough to stop something from happening. It’s a word I found myself using most recently when about to do a daily Sudoku puzzle in a newspaper. Suddenly, realising I was to…