Most Wexford people will look at you in scorn when using strawberries this time of year. A Spanish farmer is likely happy with you though
We feminists pull each other up. We donāt pit ourselves against each other and drag each other down.
A lovely bit of baking @Spidey.
My youngest, 17 in a few weeks was out last night for a pals 18th. Donāt know how we got this far but it was her first night out. Anyway she rocked or should I say fell in the door at 2, I was then delegated to stay up with her until past 3 filling her with water and then had to put newspapers and a basin down in her bedroom. She got up at 9 and again I was delegated to go and get her a breakfast roll. It was a lot easier changing nappies etcš©
Howās she feeling now. I had something similar with mine a few weeks back. She hasnāt touched a drop since
Snowflake generation
Back in the scratcher now probably wonāt see her till tomorrow
God be with the days.
Molly coddling her is what it sounds like.
Sheāll expect that now everytime sheās hungover
You need to have a talk with her about her life choices
The Irish and their drink
At 16. Great start alright.
I miss him
Rascal told Mrs Hunt that me and him were heading to get her her present this morning. When we were done I asked him did he know what I bought. He said perfume. I think I convinced him it was washing up liquid. Fingers crossed.
Ia she in the doghouse?
Great days at that age thoā¦I fell in the door at 15 ā¦ Drank whiskey, brandy and vodka and proceeded to puke over 10 times. It was above in ballinacurra gardens and I was so drunk I couldnāt open the lock in my bike to get home, thankfullyā¦ So I arrived at an aunts door who lived nearby, who rang the mother, and a cab was ordered. I got dragged out of the bed at 9am the next morning and was handed a scrubbing brush and bucket to clean the puke I had spewed out the bedroom window out to the backā¦ I was then dropped at Ballinacurra and told nake my own way homeā¦ I puked the bile in my stomach up on the way home. I can still taste it to this dayā¦
So what Iām trying to say in a very long winded fashion, is that your daughter will end up just like me and be fine.
Thatās an awful thing to say to him
I once woke up on a Sunday morning to hear my mother cleaning the vomit I had vomited out the bedroom window to the front.
God be with the days. Iād be out Friday, in bed all day Saturday apart from getting up to eat something and then shower at 6 and back out again.