Unpacking My Bottom Drawer

Eager to continue the tradition of attending a dawn mass on Easter Sunday, but not wanting to do the usual without mam, we headed to

Paper grocery bags are a very American thing. I saw it all the time on the telly. They come in from the grocery store with

I woke up to this on Saturday morning. And smiled. Happy. It’s a lampshade. A hand-painted majolika piece from Hungary that I bought from a

I had a lovely note the other day from a good friend, JG in England. She sent a photo of flowers she had planted in

When I read this email – and I read it from start to finish – I was both incredulous and incredibly sad. Incredulous that anyone

The first time I remember meeting Elmira Mezei was at her 50th birthday party. Her husband, my good friend, had invited me. I may have

Time has been playing tricks on me. I look back on this day year last year, 19 March 2024, when my world was shaken to

When I was living in London in 2003, I picked up a book in a local church that detailed all London area masses. On Sundays,

Each day, I wake up and wonder if my news feed will tell me that the Pope is dead. Were I to believe the Prophecy

I’ve come in last for three days in a row and I’m delighted. Dead chuffed. So proud of myself. And I know mam would be

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