Whistle While You Work

In case you haven’t checked the calendar…it’s still January. February is peeking shyly around the corner, but January continues to hang around like a bad smell. No, actually January is like that scene in bad romantic films, where the guy walks the girl to her door and they have that awkward “Sooooo…this is me” conversation….

Happy Birthday Mom

A tweet from Hillary Clinton’s account appeared on my timeline yesterday. She spoke about her mother, who told her that “No-one gets through life alone”. Like everyone else in.the.world., I was looking forward to the end of this election campaign. Today, 9 November, was supposed to be a big day for women, but while we…

Reunited

September is almost here. The summer has flown by since I left Canada. I needed a little blogging break, but every time I did something or went somewhere, I still kept thinking “what will I say about this?” And yet I didn’t say anything. Time to rectify that and talk about the two most important events…

The Walkies Club

You’ve seen The Breakfast Club, the John Hughes film from the 1980s, where 5 kids representing different high school cliques have to spend a Saturday on detention together. I’ve been feeling like the principal in that film a lot lately. I’m spending time with all the animals, you see. Between the two houses, there are…

A crumbled weekend

It’s a lazy Sunday evening and the TV is on strike. We streamed The Grand Budapest Hotel, but now that’s over, the past hour has been spent mindlessly turning the Sky Box on and off and pressing each and every button. It’s not an addiction, you understand, but once we give up, the weekend will…

To my Uncle: chocolate fudge cupcakes

This blog entry is inspired by Jane’s ode to her mother, the Great Mary Brennan, on Mothers Day last weekend. A genius idea. Now, there is no doubt that my own mother, the Unstoppable Mary McCarthy, deserves to be written about (not to mention numerous other family members), but they are all very generous and loving people and…

Home on the Range: Meatballs and pasta

I’m at home in Cork this weekend. It’s been a couple of busy weeks since my last update. St. Patrick’s Day was a blast in the Parc. The rain held off until the very last minute (sunshine was even to be had), until around 16h30, when it came down in buckets and all our visitors…