She’s the flicker of a candle She’s the wish of a dandelion She’s the love deep in our hearts That will last the test of time. She's the Mother you hope you will be She's the missing piece of your world She's the signs you feel all around you Even when you feel all alone.... Continue Reading →
For my Irish readers I hope you have enjoyed your St.Patrick's day and the bank holiday weekend. We had our bacon ribs with cabbage and spuds and all plates were licked clean. If you have never had a bacon rib then you really are missing out, my mother made these weekly when I was growing... Continue Reading →
I wanted to make my own version of meat sung but only had beef mince in the fridge,however I love being in the kitchen and discovering something new from playing around with ingredients and have to say with this I have found a new recipe which will be added to the family favourites. It got... Continue Reading →
If someone could see deep inside you they would see the rawness, They would see that behind the momentary smile, a smile where you forget for a split second , that a part of you has dimmed. They might then truly realise, that even though you don’t want there to be a new you, that... Continue Reading →
I wanted to share a piece I wrote last year as it’s something very close to my heart. As the twins are growing up now and being exposed to alot more external influences it’s never a bad thing to remind them to love themselves wholeheartedly and walk away from negativity or anything that makes them feel anything other than the amazing little humans they are.
I have always loved looking back through old photo albums. Looking back on holidays from my early childhood days, days long forgotten yet I always smile as I look at not only my parents baby face but of mine too. Of day-trips taken and ice-creams eaten, my only cares in the world were how many times we could swim in the pool the following day.
As a grown woman to look back at images of my parents early days together, to see them in their first flushes of romance. Smiling at each other, wondering did they know back then they would marry each other, have children. Looking back at how beautiful my Mother was, her youth glowed from every picture, she was nearly always smiling and how my Dad looked like he belonged up on stage with the Stones. Photos of my parents holding my brother and I as new-borns…
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Happy Friday everyone ! I had to pick up some pieces for the twins for playschool and for playwear and have a few pieces I will share over the next few weeks on the blog and over on Instagram once I take pictures of them properly, but in the meantime I took a few pictures... Continue Reading →
This dish brings back so many memories for me of my Mam and it is the first time I have cooked it since she passed away a few months ago, so whilst I was teary as I cooked, it also brought back so many lovely memories from my childhood right through to present day of... Continue Reading →
It is hard looking back now over a very short number of years that at the tender age of four and a half years the last delicate link to my babies has been broken. Granted when one of my children corrects me for calling them my baby and insists they are in fact a big... Continue Reading →
It has been awhile since I have written a Friday fashion blog post and I have decided to change my fashion posts going forward. I'd love to give the time I used to my "One for him, one for her and one for Mammy fashion blog posts but with the demands of life I find... Continue Reading →