Dia daoibh! March in Ireland arrives with leprechauns everywhere and pots of gold firmly on our minds. The shops are full of green, shiny t...

Dia daoibh! Norovirus arrived into the house this week like it had a key and a favourite chair by the fire. No knocking, no manners, just s...

Dia daoibh! I do not know who needs to hear this but sausage rolls are a perfectly acceptable form of self care. I treated myself to a few ...

Dia daoibh! According to the radio there has not been a single day without rain since December 29th 2025. Not one. At this stage I am consi...

Dia daoibh! Had snow over the weekend. Driving at 6am not fun. Let me tell you, nothing wakes you up faster than sliding gently down a count...

Dia daoibh! Fun February fact. It is the only month that regularly forgets how many days it is meant to have. Twenty eight. Somet...

Dia daoibh! I had two glorious days off before the next stretch of night shifts kicks in. Plenty of time, I told myself, to relax and watch...

Dia daoibh! Ah February. The month where the shops are absolutely heaving with chocolates in every flavour known to mankind and everything h...

Dia daoibh! February is that short, chaotic month where Cupid is clearly on a trial shift. He swoops in, fires a few arrows, dumps hear...

D ia daoibh! January was either very long, or I blinked and it still somehow lasted forever. Every day promised brighter mornings, yet Janu...