Tag: writing
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Episode 34 – Because Who Needs an Alarm System?
Because Who Needs an Alarm System When You’ve Got an Old Dog and a False Sense of Security?? You know what’s fun? Living alone in the middle of nowhere as a single woman with a geriatric dog and thinking you have a working alarm system, only to find out it was cancelled behind your back.…
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Episode 33 -Dear Family (The Gaslighting Gala Committee)..
Dear Family, I write to you now from the peaceful ruins of what was once my sanity. Thank you all for your tireless efforts to ensure the inheritance experience was less about legacy and more about strategic confusion. Bravo. I didn’t realize we were entering a competitive sport but if underhandedness were an Olympic event,…
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Episode 31 – Turf Wars: The Bogfather Rises..
Today I find myself deep in contemplation – well, stewing really – over the turf. Not just any turf – my turf. The sacred sod. The ancestral bog-claim. The small plot of land that has somehow become the stage for one man’s personal remake of Game of Thrones, except with more grunting and fewer dragons.…
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Episode 28 -When The Turf Wars Began..
Dad died on a Monday – November 2023. We buried him that Wednesday. It was a quiet, cold affair, the kind of stillness that clings to you in November. But before the grief could even settle, before I could catch my breath, the winds started to shift and not in my favor. The very next…
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Episode 27 – Under the Will, Over the Line (A tale of turf, power plays and one baler too far)
There’s turf.And then there’s turf warfare. €450 bought me a hard-earned heap of dry turf. What it didn’t buy me?Access to the shed where we’ve always stored it.Because, as if by magic (or malice), the very same week the turf arrived, Faurel Hill’s resident gatekeeper rolled an old baler into the shed like a rusted…
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Episode 26 -The Turf War (No, Literally)
Saturday was one of those rare days when something actually went right. I got turf – real, solid, honest-to-goodness turf. I stacked it carefully in the garage, the way you do when you’re trying to keep things dry, neat and under your own control for once. A small act of self-respect, really. Turf in the…
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Episode 25 – This Blog Is My Therapy, My Record and a Bit of a Wild Ride
You ever find yourself living through something so ridiculous, so absurd, so heavy with drama that if you wrote it into a book, people would call it unrealistic? Yeah, that’s me right now. Family stuff.The kind of messy, jaw-dropping, greed-soaked nonsense you’d expect from a Netflix true crime doc or a high-stakes soap opera. Greed…
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Episode 20 – CCTV & PTSD: When Cameras Replace Communication
There’s nothing quite like being watched in silence to make you feel both unsafe and invisible at the same time. Faurel Hill was supposed to be a place of peace – soil, roots and maybe some awkward family dynamics. What I got instead was a security setup worthy of a prison yard and the eerie…
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Episode 18 – All Hail His Majesty, Sovereign of Faurel Lake
Every family has one – the mysterious sibling who claims to love the land, right up until there’s a boat involved. In our case, it was a real royal affair. Picture it: while the some of us were knee-deep in turf, care rotas and emotional debris, Bully Yates was quietly launching his monarchy… one boat…
UNDER THE WILL... OVER THE DRAMA... 