Daisy Chains

Earlier this week I left the 52 degrees of Qatar and looked forward to arriving home to a nice damp 17 degrees with a drizzle. It wasn’t to be, we pulled into the coach station to a splintering 29degrees and not a promise of rain. As we reluctantly discarded our fleecy hoodies which we have…

End of School Days

Four countries, six schools, fourteen years, two and half thousand days, ten thousand arguments over the perimeter of a swimming pool and a million proud moments, there ends my daughters school life. Of course, she’s delighted and can’t wait to say goodbye to school and get on with the next chapter, hard for a teenager…

Is there nothing sacred?

Well, there you have it, we have it all now. We’ve got divorce, we’ve got equality between heterosexual and homosexual marriage, we’ve got the Health Service Executive providing gender changes and now we have abortion. Ireland is truly a liberal country. We now have national approval and the supporting legislation to shape and mould ourselves…

The Debs in Doha

It every girl’s dream and every parent’s nightmare, prom. Call it what you want, I called it the debs, others called it graduation and more called it passing out.  The passing out part was what I was afraid of. Back in my day the debs was an awkward affair, firstly you had to ask a…

Make me an Island

‘Take me and break me and close all your windows and doors, shut me off, cut me off, make me an island, I’m yours, take me away from the world, take me away from the girls, take me and break me and make me an island, I’m yours’. This, imaginably, is what the Emir is…

Good Friday no more

When you live abroad, it’s impossible to make it back home to Ireland for every, birthday, anniversary, wedding and celebration, if they’re on outside of summer, you have possibly one chance, so you must choose your battles carefully. I’ve one priority for mid-year visits and that is that there is something in it for the…