Category: Life
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How Ideas Find Me (Whether I Like It or Not)…
Where Do My Quare Ideas Come From? Someone asked me the other day where I get my quare ideas for my posts. Now, I wish I could tell you there was some grand, mystical process. I sit in a candlelit room, summoning the muses while wearing a flowing robe, and they whisper inspiration into my…
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The Day a Butterfly Went Bargain Hunting…
When Butterflies Walk Through the Door… I was in the charity shop yesterday, doing my usual, folding, tidying, chatting away, when a butterfly just floated in through the door. Not in a hurry, not panicking like some stray wasp… no, this one was gliding like it owned the place. Last year, I saw none. Not…
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Who’s Messing with the Big Tap in the Sky?…
You can say what you want, but I believe the weather here is controlled. Don’t give me the ‘It’s just the Atlantic’ spiel, I’ve lived under this sky long enough to know it’s not just random. My phone pings: ‘Rain stopping in 30 minutes.’ And sure enough, like clockwork, it stops. I barely have time…
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The Stranger at The Funeral – Part 2 …
The Spin Cycle… The night after we buried Dad, it was just Bully Junior and me. I cracked open a bottle of wine and poured a glass for him. He said he wasn’t feeling well. We sat in silence. Not peaceful silence, just blank space. Grief. Tension. Avoidance. Then off he went to bed. I…
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Under the Will… Over the Tea ☕
Two Mugs and a Bit of Peace… Yesterday I sat at my kitchen table with a proper mug of tea, not one of those delicate cups you have to pinch with your fingers and drink like you’re in Downton Abbey, a real, weighty mug you can wrap your hands around. It struck me that the…
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Waking Up in a World Asleep…
by Mae Faurel. So I’m sitting here thinking about life. Not in some overly profound, incense-burning, yoga-on-a-mountain kind of way, just… quietly. Noticing how my thinking has shifted over the years. I guess I’ve always questioned things, even as a child. But that got me labeled difficult. Too curious. Too sharp. Too sensitive. “Why do…
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Why We Only Get 12 Months….
Why We Only Get 12 Months, and Why That Might Be the Problem… You know what’s mad? As soon as July slips off the calendar, I feel a coldness creep in. Not just in the air, but somewhere deeper. Like something’s pulling away. The light goes a little thinner. The evenings arrive too early. And…
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Fair Play to Finnegan…
Fair Play to Finnegan – Not All Heroes Wear Capes, Some Carry Spanners!… You know the saying, “blood is thicker than water”? Well, in Ireland, I’m starting to think tea is thicker than both, because when you’ve someone like Finnegan in your corner, who needs family drama? I grew up with Finnegan. He’s a few…
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Emotional Tesco Express…
More Milk, More Messages (Apparently I’m the Drop-Off Point Now)… Earlier today, I wrote about the milk I didn’t expect to carry, handed to me by a woman at the petrol station who poured out her heart like it had been bottled up for years. I walked away holding more than a story. I was…